Breakfast Bananas
There is, possibly, no better way to welcome a new day
than to unknowingly step, barefooted,
onto the slimy, ooey-gooey banana slice
that the Baby Blessing has thrown to floor...
and the subsequent squealing (by both Moma and Blessing) that follows
with the feel of the cold, squishy mess oozing underfoot…
yet still being unable to resist a smile
when seeing how proud he is to have made his Moma shriek.
than to unknowingly step, barefooted,
onto the slimy, ooey-gooey banana slice
that the Baby Blessing has thrown to floor...
and the subsequent squealing (by both Moma and Blessing) that follows
with the feel of the cold, squishy mess oozing underfoot…
yet still being unable to resist a smile
when seeing how proud he is to have made his Moma shriek.
His happy grunts were accented by happy clapping.(That would be his clapping, not mine!)
by LaughterThoughts | 10:33 AM
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3 Comments:
Last night, my husband and I settled down to watch a little t.v. after the kids were in bed, and I said "Oh, honey! Look what the kids left us!" Right behind our heads on the sectional was a piece of almost black banana. We looked at the entertainment center a few minutes later and noticed an orange peel. Fruit salad. yummy yummy. Here's to squishy bananas!
Eeeww!! Knowing my luck I would have been wearing shoes and would have tracked it all over the house! Good luck with your "coffee" cakes-hope they turn out!
Rather slimy bananas left by your monkey then dog poop left by my dog who hasn't yet figured out where she is to poop. ICKY and STINKY!
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