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Wednesday, November 28, 2007



Now that's a smart baby...trying to pass over the rice cereal to get to banana pudding. (And a young man very much after J's heart...) :)


Let me guess, you like banana pudding?
Aren't family gatherings just the best!


I love banana pudding! Now I want to make some. I'm salivating.


Did you say banana pudding? Yum!


Wait until he finds out about BUTTERSCOTCH pudding!!


I L-O-V-E banana pudding.

And I L-O-V-E you too!


Witholding banana pudding!!!!?????.... You really ought not have done that in MS. That is child abuse in this state. I don't know, maybe with your clean record we could argue for a reduced sentence.

Here's a deal. You bring a casserole dish of banana pudding to Wednesday night supper next week and I will forget to report you this time.

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