Monday, May 10, 2010

I’m a terrible mother. And daughter.

It’s funny the things you remember from growing up.  My great grandparents lived outside of Yellowstone in Wyoming.  We loved visiting up there.  Great Grandpa always had a little glass jar of black jelly beans that sat next to the couch. 

My Grandma also really enjoys black licorice.  I do believe that there’s a permanent hole in the candy drawer reserved for the little morsels.

My mother, however, strongly disagrees. 

We would get in trouble, serious trouble, if we ate a black jelly bean right before we got into the car with Mom.  And it was strictly forbidden from the house.

So, for that purpose, I feel I have to admit the following. 

Yup.  That’s my daughter chowing down on leftover black licorice from the party. 

Did she enjoy it?

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I’ll let you be the judge.

3 comments:

  1. Mmmm. I love black licorice.

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  2. I think she is saying red mom, I wanted the red one! Ha ha

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