A photo story that tells the tale of Libby’s first experience with blackberries. It concludes with her reaction when she realized she’s eaten them all. Trust me, her outrage was completely understandable.
**You can see a large version of each pic by clicking on it. My favorite is the second to last. She is already showing signs of disbelief that we aren’t giving her any more berries. However, if you look at the large sized pic you can see that she is holding a berry in her hand even as she is giving me that look. The look that says, “By gum, you’d better start ponying up some berries, Ma, or it’s gonna get ugly in here.” And, as you can see, it most certainly did.
I depend on my parents for food, shelter, and succor. They're great, but I wish I had a vote on whether or not we shared a roof with those mangy cats. I don't have any say in the matter, and those ridiculous four-legged beasts have more freedom to move about the house than I do. Until I learn to talk, this electric journal is my only means of voicing my distaste. You can't stop the signal!
- Libby Joss
Grandma
April 1st, 2010 at 8:57 am
Love the pictures. It keeps me connected.
Love to all,
Grandma
Betsy Trotzke
April 27th, 2010 at 1:16 pm
Every time a look at this post, photo 10 cracks me up!! Even when she’s angry and frustrated, she’s a cutie!