Spending a little time every week looking back through old photos has become a real treat for me. I hope that you can enjoy this magical trip back in time, too!
This is Blossom in the summer of 2006. She was 1 1/2 years old. She was learning to love a good hunk o' meat!
This particular evening, Pops had grilled Porterhouse Steaks for supper and it looks like we had salad and egg noodles with those steaks. Pops is the meat cutter around here and cut off little bite sized pieces of steak for all the kids. Blossom gobbled hers down quickly and shoved her plate back to Pops and said "moo-er!" - which was how she said "more" back then!
Pops cut her some more pieces of steak and gave her plate back. She shoved them into her fat little cheeks and pushed her plate back to Pops... "moo-er take, peeeees." Pops cut her what was left of the steak and put her plate back in front of her.
Blossom quickly finished the last of the steak and asked for "moo-er, peeees!" Pops told her, "Sorry, all gone!" She was infuriated, enraged, crying. Tears this little girl cried over the end of steak for the evening. She didn't believe Pops and kept asking for more. She could see it sitting there on the plate. She insisted that she wanted what was left.
Pops was beside himself. There was no more steak to cut of the bone, but Blossom was insistent and kept pointing at the bones. So, he picked up the bone and put that on her little plate.
The tears stopped and as you can see... she was thrilled, smiling and dug in with her itty-bitty teeth!