
Hummm, I wonder if Emily will feed me from the table like Mom does sometimes...

I bet if I really try and reach I can snag something when she's not looking...

Finally, she dropped something...thank goodness...

Aunt Donna...Lucy is eating Emily's meatball!
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(sung to the tune of "On Top of Old Smokey"):
On top of spaghetti all covered with cheese. I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed. It rolled off the table and onto the floor and then my poor meatball [met with chompers gallore].
I couldn't help but post this spoof of the old folk song, given that I just learned to play "On Top of Spaghetti" on the guitar!
Dear Aunt Donna,
Thank You for putting my picture on the internet.
Love,
Emily.
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