Friday, September 11, 2009

He Just Figured It Out This Morning...


Biscuits from scratch with homemade blackberry jam.
Blackberries from Grandma's backyard.
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Kids, this is the jam that made me marry your Daddy. Home made jam says a lot about a guy. He has a mom, that cares, that sends jam that she made with her own hands. This was a grounded, family guy--
But the kids were still stuck on the backyard part of the story--"Is this really from Grandma's backyard?"
Tristan was incredulous. He thought jam only came from the jam aisle.
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"How did she make it?-- She just squished them up and put them in there." he answered his own question.
"NO", chimed in Kiki, "she had to put sugar and stuff in there too."
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"How does she get it to us?"
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Grandma gives us a stash nearly every time we visit.
Aren't we lucky to have homemade jam with backyard picked berries?
Four kids and a husband out of the bargain, too.

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