Ah, the sights, sounds and smells of a child eating baby food. It is all coming back to me in a rush to my senses. The grinding of 4 little teeth. Waiting until those 4 little teeth release the spoon. The gagging on a mouthful of peas. I think Dim was trying to say the word hoark, but I could be wrong. The bright orange spit up of sweet potatoes. Nuthin sweet about that. I do love the baby bird mouth though. It goes with my Momma bird mouth.
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Girl, you paint a picture! Makes me wanna feed a baby. How's Friday sound to you?
Yes! I shall have the worms ready and waiting.
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