Reminds me of the lake.

I love my hubby.

I love my sweet kiddos.

I love lots of things.

That being said, I can always leave a little room in my heart {and stomach} for these...

In any way, shape or form...

{regular, Double Stuf, with peanut butter, by themselves, with milk, in a dessert, oh the list goes on}

In fact, just ripping open a fresh bag takes me back to my childhood days when my family would take trips to the lake. 

It reminds me of waves and seagulls. Sunscreen and sand.

We always brought Oreos.

To this day, those memories still burn strong, and I still love these cookies.
And I am a firm believer that they are the greatest cookie ever created by man.