Guimauve means Marshmallow

Today, my heart was broken to learn that one of my favorite french words, guimauve, is not really what anyone says in France.  In fact, Abel schooled me by saying, "I can't even remember one time in my life that I have said that word." Instead, all the cool kids say chamallow. I'm starting a campaign to bring  back guimauve.

After soccer tryouts today, we took Abel to Chipotle and then to Yogurt Lab.  He did a great job ordering at Chipotle (although he was suprised when I told him later that he ordered chorizo).  And then, we walked across the street to get frozen yogurt, which was pretty amazing.  I mean, frozen yogurt by itself is amazing, but when you take someone who has never operated a frozen yogurt machine, the whole thing takes on a new level of wonder.  

He had a couple of sample cups, and settled on an awesome combination of red orange, chocolate, limoncello, with nerds, and animal cookies. With lots, LOTS of mini marshmallows on the side.  Abel's favorite part about frozen yogurt was for sure the mini marshmallows -- in fact, he had to go back in and grab more before we left.  I see many more trips to Yogurt Lab in our future, and that's just fine by me.

All the toppings.