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the proper way to eat a brownie

(first...you make sure no one's looking...and then lick like crazy)

(...should you get caught...smile & work the cute!)


(then unashamedly resume batter licking while you wait...)


(...for the final product. Yum-alicious!)

(bonus picture...which mommy forgot to post with the zoo pix)



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labonte4 said…
Wrong time to read this post....I was just sitting here wondering what, if anything I could scrounge up that was sweet!

Those brownies look soooo good! Bri has the right idea.
June 11, 2008 at 7:43 PM
JSmith5780 said…
She does NOT looked thrilled to be near that bull? ox? whatever it is.... but the brownies? oh yeah, THRILLED to be eating those... and I don't blame her one bit!
June 12, 2008 at 5:23 AM
Mama Skates said…
i was laughing out loud when looking at this post - too darn cute! i love that look she's giving with the bull! teehee
June 12, 2008 at 6:31 AM
Danielle said…
Rebecca - when am I NOT craving something sweet? *wink*

Jen - she was totally freaked out by that thing! And I can't believe I forgot to post that pic...J & I crack up at that face every time we see it!

Sharon - I LOVE my new camera! And it was at arm's length when I walked in on her bowl licking shananagins! I've gotta say...my girl is darn tootin' cute!

btw all...I can't believe how much better I'm feeling! Whoo hoo! Although my throat is still sore...

...danielle
June 12, 2008 at 7:14 AM
Shanna Grimes said…
Love it! That's exactly how I like to eat brownies too. I have the "brownie sushi" then I get to eat them with frosting after they are cooked!!
June 12, 2008 at 1:59 PM
Danielle said…
brownie sushi! *giggle*


You're SO west coast!


xoxoxo...danielle
June 12, 2008 at 3:20 PM
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