I sat down at the table and looked across at my dining companion, Tony. He and I had gotten accustomed to eating together at least once a day, more often on the weekends. Tonight he was having sweet potatoes with turkey, apples, and cinnamon. I was having curry chicken over rice. He had a cup of water, I had a Dos Equis Amber.
“Cheers,” I gave him a nod as I held up my beer.
“Aargh,” Tony replied loudly and then he smiled. His mother, my daughter, grinned at him. She gave him another spoonful of orange paste and placed a handful of peas on the high chair tray.
Nice! And peas too.
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Pea mash all over the face, fingers, chest, legs and, of course, the floor. Is Tony also the artist of the 5-legged cat-dog beastie?
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No that lovely creature was done by a friend’s granddaughter. I like it though. Think I’d like to put it on a platter.
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I like the stary eyes
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STARRY! (yikes)
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My husband has a deep personal aversion to peas. And lima beans. The very IDEA of people makes him a little ill. He must have been a difficult baby to feed.
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Fabulous! 😎🥀😎🥀😎🥀😎🥀
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Beautiful. Who has the best manners I’m wondering?
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Manners? Manners you say? I’m not sure I know that word! ha ha ha
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A fun post!!!!! Yes!!!!! And, I love peas!!!! 🙂
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I’m so glad you liked it! It was fun to write
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