So this is how the conversation went at dinner last night:
Mom: Emma eat your pears
Emma: I don't like them, they taste funny
Maycee: I ate all mine they were Gooo-ood!
a few minutes later I take bite of them.
Mom to Dad: They have a little kick to them
Dad smells the bottle: Holy cow it smells like alcohol! They are fermenting!
They were bottled in 2004, I guess I better pay attention next time
3 comments:
Okay, that's just funny!
awesome. You might be creating little alcoholics. Funny stuff.
You should invite my mom to dinner next time. She would love to help get rid of those pears for you if you know what I mean. She's somewhat of an accidental bibber herself.
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