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Eating Broccoli is good for you....

I once wrote a column about how I may have mentioned to my nieces that eating broccoli would increase their....er, chest size. In my defense, I was simply trying to get them to eat more green vegetables.

My sister had some rather serious surgery today and so I'm taking care of her girl Nicole. I took her to a doc appt, bought her lunch and then brought her home with us after school and we had dinner together. While the girls were at the table, they were acting like.....well, girls. Much to the dismay and disgruntlement of my father. Somehow the discussion of how eating broccoli will increase their....well, you know.

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  1. Paige11:18 PM

    I am living proof that what you said is the biggest mom's tall tale ever. (but you don't have to tell the girls.)

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  2. watsit2u11:23 PM

    LOL, I am not a huge broccoli fan, but since I first went to your house all those years ago, you served it as part of your dinner one night. Your kids would not eat it without mayo, i tried it, liked it and now on the rare occasion when i eat broccoli, gotta have the mayo! LOL! The things we learn from our friends!

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  3. Unknown11:26 AM

    Paige, I live to tell my girls tall tales. It keeps them on their toes :grin:

    Rebecca--that was a bad thing to teach you. I learned it from my husband's side of the family when we first started dating. Dipping steamed broccoli into mayo pretty much negates the healthy aspect of the vegetable itself, though it is tasty!

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