Parsnips. That seemingly innocuous, colorless root vegetable that has made it to the top of my parents' list of favorites even though it really only gets trotted out with our Thanksgiving turkeys and maybe the Christmas goose.
Parsnips. So loved, like me. Why, then, does it make me do this?
...One of us will have to go.
Um, this made my day. Both the faces and the laughs. Miss you guys, too!
ReplyDeleteI'm with you, Archie! Parsnips smell like nail polish remover to me!
ReplyDeleteAw, Archie, I feel your pain.
ReplyDeleteAs your unofficially vegetarian aunt ... I'm going to have to teach your mom and dad a thing or two about baby-friendly veggies.
That said, you're *quite* the comedian, kiddo!
-- Auntie Maria