My "fruit-full" daughter
For Thanksgiving, each of my siblings is charged with bringing a certain part of the meal so that one person is not stuck with all the cooking. This year, my charge was to bring fruit as snacks for before and after dinner. I wanted to wait until the last moment to get nice, fresh fruit, and happened to be at my parent's house on Wednesday, the day before Thanksgiving. Since that was their usual day for getting groceries anyway, Dad suggested that he look for fruit at the store while he was out while the kids and I stayed and visited with Mom.
He came back with a lovely variety - all well received - but none compared to the grapes that he found. They were huge, juicy, sweet red grapes, and Joanna absolutely loved them (all the little ones ate them with great enthusiasm). They were gone before dinner even began, whereas the rest of the fruit, though good, lingered and we even got to take some home with us. But no grapes.
Every day since Thanksgiving, Joanna has asked for more grapes, and I have had to tell her that, sadly, we had no grapes. I finally called Mom and asked that the next time Dad got to the store, would he please see if there were any more grapes to be had for his suffering granddaughter....
Mom called yesterday to tell me that Dad had finally found some more grapes, and we drove out to pick them up. The drive to Mom and Dad's is about 13 miles from my house, and Joanna fell asleep on the way over. So she did not see the bag of food that Mom put into the car when we arrived (put in first so that we would not forget it later - aren't Moms smart?). Joanna just thought that we had gone to visit Grandma and Grandpa (although she did ask where everyone was - kind of cute, since we *are* usually there when at least one other sibling and cousins are there as well).
Joanna was so excited when we unpacked the bag after we got home. I pulled out some cake mix and she said, "Caaaaaake." I pulled out pineapple and cherries, and she said, "Piiiiiineapple, cheeeeerrrrrrrries." I pulled out the bananas, and she said, "Banaaaaaaaanas."
But when I pulled out the grapes, she said, "Grapes! Oh, grapes!! I *love* grapes!! Mommy, Mommy, it's grapes!" So, I think that was a "winner" purchase. Naturally, we had to have some grapes right then, and they were every bit as juicy and sweet as their appearance promised. So we give Grandpa a big "thumbs up" for the grapes!
He came back with a lovely variety - all well received - but none compared to the grapes that he found. They were huge, juicy, sweet red grapes, and Joanna absolutely loved them (all the little ones ate them with great enthusiasm). They were gone before dinner even began, whereas the rest of the fruit, though good, lingered and we even got to take some home with us. But no grapes.
Every day since Thanksgiving, Joanna has asked for more grapes, and I have had to tell her that, sadly, we had no grapes. I finally called Mom and asked that the next time Dad got to the store, would he please see if there were any more grapes to be had for his suffering granddaughter....
Mom called yesterday to tell me that Dad had finally found some more grapes, and we drove out to pick them up. The drive to Mom and Dad's is about 13 miles from my house, and Joanna fell asleep on the way over. So she did not see the bag of food that Mom put into the car when we arrived (put in first so that we would not forget it later - aren't Moms smart?). Joanna just thought that we had gone to visit Grandma and Grandpa (although she did ask where everyone was - kind of cute, since we *are* usually there when at least one other sibling and cousins are there as well).
Joanna was so excited when we unpacked the bag after we got home. I pulled out some cake mix and she said, "Caaaaaake." I pulled out pineapple and cherries, and she said, "Piiiiiineapple, cheeeeerrrrrrrries." I pulled out the bananas, and she said, "Banaaaaaaaanas."
But when I pulled out the grapes, she said, "Grapes! Oh, grapes!! I *love* grapes!! Mommy, Mommy, it's grapes!" So, I think that was a "winner" purchase. Naturally, we had to have some grapes right then, and they were every bit as juicy and sweet as their appearance promised. So we give Grandpa a big "thumbs up" for the grapes!
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