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One Meal Ill Never Forget

Dedicated to Kyle, my son ... my smile
I recall many unique meals of special appeal but one dinner replays on a fav memory reel that I shall never forfeit or agree to forget. This meal was years ago yet still remains clear. I will not err as I share about this meal so dear: 1. One box of complete HELPER contents 2. Two six-ounce cans of tuna that to item one are lent 3. One can of lima beans as chosen by ingredient number four 4. One eight-year-old son excited for cooking fun Once ingredients were gathered and patience near battered from repeatedly explaining all preparations while choking frustrations at ingredient four's refusal to voice them over and over for maternal perusal, it was time to pretend with a bent peace of mind that cooking could begin. I know, because this is when four said with nervy ease, 'Out the door until I'm ready to serve. Please.' While waiting, cardiacs were avoided so dinner wasn't aborted before four, smiling grand, served the tray held in his hands. All dismay was forced to abate while viewing the plate. Four's enthusiasm should not be parent zapped just because he served unknown brown and red crap. A smile was forced as he explained that he spiced it up by adding his own creatively thought up stuff, Chocolate Sheen Beans and Cinnamon Bazooka Tuna. ... CayCay July 31, 2019

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Date: 8/4/2019 4:50:00 AM
Tears are rolling from LOL - oh my gosh only a mother can understand another mum - I bet you would have done it all over again just to see the pride in his face and the love that it was conjured up with. Well penned my friend - your poetry is always so genuine! Love and hugs, Jennifer.
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Date: 8/2/2019 7:24:00 AM
Omg what an ending. Now I see how it stayed in your memory
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Date: 8/1/2019 5:58:00 AM
LOL, CayCay! Bravo, Mama! I accidentally sprinkled cayenne instead of cinnamon on my waffles. Not the meal I wanted but ate it anyway. Hope to see you at top!
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Date: 8/1/2019 1:48:00 AM
Bravo Caycay! I have a huge lump in my throat reading this poem ... having to eat that concoction with a smile on your face must be difficult but his determination and the sense of achievement he must have felt is immeasurable. No wonder it sticks in your memory and it goes to show the strength of a mother's love! :-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 8/1/2019 1:31:00 AM
His heart was in the right place CayCay, I can see though why its one that stays in your mind. Good luck. Tom
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