"Hey Momma, gravy's really easy." She crunches a mouthful of cucumber. "Maybe Gramma can give you the recipe."
"And you can make mashed potatoes." She pauses mid-crunch, "Gramma's mashed potatoes are gooder than good."
That's for SURE.
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I've been eager to come see your blog again, and now I finally can! Your girl is gorgeous, and you sure captured an interesting expression.
Well, Emma, that's better than Jack's comment the last time! You can come eat my mashed potatoes anytime!
NOTE: she said Gramma, not Grammie. Mine have, ummm, what one niece called nuts in them (Read: not cooked long enough).
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