I didn’t like having syrup for breakfast on school mornings when I was a little kid since I was was lazy about washing up afterwards. In class, my papers stuck to me all morning till I went out at recess. Then I usually romped around and came back in with dirt sticking to the syrupy patches. Either way, I lost.
Oh yeah syrup is one of those deals you have to lookout for!
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I wasn’t great on the sutle stuff.
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Gwahahaha! Lbeth, this reminded me of poor Ralph Wiggum from the Simpsons… when Bart is forced to play with him, Ralph falls in the toybox and comes up with all sorts of toys stuck to his head… He says, “I like your toys… mine are all sticky!”
Yes, my friend. Syrup in the morning – for some, at least – is a BAD idea! 🙂
MH
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Yep. That coulda been me.
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Nice memory! When we lived in Memphis when I was little, the school cafeteria served syrup on cornbread. But I didn’t have to clean ip (!)
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What a mess!
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Dirt and syrup. Yum. 😀 😀 😀
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I had plenty of both.
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Yup. I knew t.h.a.t. 😛 😛
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lol…my mother used the word “hydrophobia” a lot with us. ☺
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Oh yeah! Good one!
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But the upside….oh the maple-y smell you would catch whiffs of during the day. 🙂
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And the flies!
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oh yeah…..;)
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Sweet and sticky!
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😃
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You must of been adept at sneaking out past your mum. Mine always inspected us as we left… Mind you what happened after we left…… This is a lovely memory you have shared. 🙂 by the way thank you for the follow it is always lovely to receive one, like s wave or a warm smile from a stranger. 🙂
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Strangers no longer. Friends now!
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Yes and that’s the joy of wordpress 😉
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Yes it is!
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You were a very sweet kid indeed 😉
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I was sweet on syrup days for sure.
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LOL!
That’s just darling!
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Yep, I was s “sweet” kid.
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