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Every time I hear "blueberry buckle," I think of a little boy named Ben that I had in daycare. His mother would sometimes send in a big jar of Stage 3 Gerber baby food for his afternoon snack & when he would see that it was Blueberry Buckle, he would get so excited, he would rock in his high chair with so much enthusiasm I was afraid he'd tip it over!
Great pictures! Have fun in Jeff City!
I hate when my long posts get eaten then have to start all over again!Sound like you've been having some good times!!!
Sounds like a busy summer!You should share your recipes!!!Congrats on WW! I seriously need to get my butt back into it...
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Every time I hear "blueberry buckle," I think of a little boy named Ben that I had in daycare. His mother would sometimes send in a big jar of Stage 3 Gerber baby food for his afternoon snack & when he would see that it was Blueberry Buckle, he would get so excited, he would rock in his high chair with so much enthusiasm I was afraid he'd tip it over!
Great pictures! Have fun in Jeff City!
I hate when my long posts get eaten then have to start all over again!
Sound like you've been having some good times!!!
Sounds like a busy summer!
You should share your recipes!!!
Congrats on WW! I seriously need to get my butt back into it...
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