Robby loves blueberries. Except when Robby is eating them, they aren't blueberries, they are "beddies." We bought some at the store yesterday, and I let him have a bowl with breakfast. He'd get to where he only had 4-5 left, and he would start yelling, "I want more! I want more!" (except it sounds like, "aah-eh meh! aah-eh meh!") If I didn't give him enough "meh," he'd yell at me still.
That boy and his beddies.
16 years ago


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Wonder if he would like the frozen kind of Beddies!
Sometimes is frightens me how similar our distant twin cousin kids are.
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