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grape to raisin; a wrinkled history



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my grandson asked me one day why i was old...reminding him that raisins were dried grapes, he understood that he was the grape while i was the raisin.

by kathi_wright in Six-Word Memoirs on Feb 27, 2013 | add favorite | T-shirt

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canadafreeze says,

Gotta love those little snippets of wisdom from the mouths of babes:-)

jl333 says,

Love this!

kathi_wright says,

out of the mouths of babes, indeed. : ) i recommend grandsons to everyone!

lovelylizard says,

Adorable - thanks for sharing.

notjustagirlintheworld says,

and a sweet one! great six.

kathi_wright says,

many many thanks....

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