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I’ll never forget it.  My babysitter was named Henrietta and she played by the rules.  Eat your applesauce or you don’t get down from the table.  I don’t remember exactly what happened after I refused to eat mine, but let’s just say, applesauce was off my list! Fast forward to a 7 year-old bookworm, standing at the kitchen counter while my mom was cutting up some strawberries.  Now up until this point… Read More