Normally playing food is a major no-no at the table. Talk about something that will get Dad fired up in about a 1/2 second. But he was tolerant of this. Probably because I'm showing great appreciation of his yummy homemade blueberry peach jam. Much more flair than a milk mustache. I also developed a case of raspberry finger. It's not my fault they have holes in them that are just the right size for a 3 year old finger.MMF
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