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Or, in the case of Bea, it's *all* that's for dinner. (In her dreams.) We found this on her plate at dinner the other night.
The best way to eat the broccoli is to pick it out of the garden and just gnaw on it.
Or, um, sing to it, dance it around, smash it into your baby's face, and then place it gently outside for the broccoli fairy to come get.
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She picked some --- broccoli ---
She brought it -- ho-ome --
She's gnawing broccoli
Gnawing broccoli
Gnawing broccoli
She's GNAW!
She's gnawing broccoli-i-i-i-i-i-IIIIIIII!
Posted by: Scot | August 08, 2011 at 09:34 AM
She is adorable,,Love her dress..
Posted by: Kelly | August 08, 2011 at 11:35 AM
I <3 the dance.
Posted by: Linda | August 10, 2011 at 08:52 AM