Thread: Grand kids

When I was 4 my mom went to give my baby brother a bath. My 3 yr. old brother and I found the eggs and beet pickles in the refrigerator and sat across from each other on the kitchen floor and took turns throwing them at each other. We were both covered in them as well as the kitchen before we were caught. Over 50 years later and my behind is still sore from that whooping.

Reminds me of my grandaughter filling her plate with syrup, I told her I think thats plenty she just said (I like syrup).

Brings back many a good memory. Grape Jelly is a lot of fun also...