My friend, Amy, gave us some of her garden fresh cucumbers & tomatoes. Mmmm good. I enjoyed a sandwich with cream cheese, cucumber, dill, and tomato while Henri claimed some of the vegetables for himself.
"I'm Bob the tomato.""And I'm Larry the cucumber."
Henri: "It's Bob the tomato & Larry the cucumber!"
I let Henri play with them at the table. Unfortunately, "Bob" soon met his demise when a certain little boy smashed "Bob" with the refrigerator door:
Ahh, but never fear. A new "Bob" was soon found, and the old "Bob" made its way into the Sloppy Joes I made for dinner that night:
Never mind that the new "Bob" was a cherry tomato. Henri was happy, until he dropped "Larry" one too many times, and "Larry" cracked open.Now Henri has been asking me for a new "Bob" and "Larry" so that he can play with them at the table. My poor vegetables.
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