I was just munching on Cheerios and it reminded me of how I used to make flowers out of them for my mom to eat. I'd find those straight pieces, and a round one that the straight one would fit into, assemble and deliver. I always thought they must taste extra good to her since I made them into flowers for her.
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2 comments:
When I was little and my mom would make homemade pie, she would give me the dough scraps to mold into a 'biscuit' for my dad and then bake it for me. He always ate it even though it couldn't have been that great.
made with tender loving care always tastes better.
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