tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086316051010940340.post4176405106315370503..comments2023-10-17T03:33:25.219-05:00Comments on Blivit Contemplations: The Chocolate TantrumAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09090575075557106361noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086316051010940340.post-88358993184587572792010-10-05T16:24:04.096-05:002010-10-05T16:24:04.096-05:00I love that you're laughing at your child whil...I love that you're laughing at your child while she's having a chocolate meltdown. It reminds me of someone. Who does it remind me of? Oh yeah...YOU. The meltdown doesn't remind me of you. Your laughing at your child's tantrum reminds me of you. That's all.Samhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17679152018852719781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086316051010940340.post-15702829330697646252010-10-03T14:46:35.743-05:002010-10-03T14:46:35.743-05:00Nice regards from Croatia!Nice regards from Croatia!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15314607140417457446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086316051010940340.post-55604906800236693162010-10-02T18:24:46.291-05:002010-10-02T18:24:46.291-05:00I am so going to teach Scarlett the chocolate song...I am so going to teach Scarlett the chocolate song. Chocolate, give me chocolate, I don't think I can live without it. In a malt or shake or a German chocolate cake, give me chocolate, chocolate, chooooocoooolate. This made me smile. Thank you for sharing it.Helmbunchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05278177117177930081noreply@blogger.com