tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619722107144988253.comments2013-06-12T19:48:27.357-04:00Mike ShirleyMyVoicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09436705309438149180noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619722107144988253.post-22395727612513375962013-06-12T19:48:27.357-04:002013-06-12T19:48:27.357-04:00Loved that story! I hated liver, too. I had a bab...Loved that story! I hated liver, too. I had a baby brother, well maybe he was 2. We had liver and mama cut it up into chewable sizes. I got the bright idea of throwing it piece by piece, (while mama wasn't looking, of course,) under my brothers high chair.<br />Only thing is, my sister also had that bright idea at the same time! <br />Needless to say, when mama discovered the meat under the chair, my sister and I had to divide up those pieces and eat them standing right in front of mama! lillindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16230314282534637796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1619722107144988253.post-72538446234013333512012-08-06T19:40:01.487-04:002012-08-06T19:40:01.487-04:00Lol my sister Deborah stood up and sang the Bush b...Lol my sister Deborah stood up and sang the Bush bavarian beer song in our church when she was five.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com