Attack of the Killer Strawberry

Dolittle was making herself a yogurt and strawberry sundae yesterday, when she exclaimed, “Mama, come and look at this huge strawberry!” 

I was a little busy, but since she was so responsibly making her own snack, I figured I should humor her. So I popped my head into the kitchen to take a quick peek.

I was not prepared for the grotesque freak of nature I was about to see.

I’ve seen some big strawberries, but I’ve never seen anything like this before.

It’s not just big, it’s scary.

I truly think it might bite.

Want to see it?

You should prepare yourself.

I’m feeling nervous for you.

Are you ready for it?

Brace yourself, here it is:

That’s one, single, solitary strawberry. Seriously.
If it wasn’t organic, I’d swear it was genetic modification gone horribly wrong.
For the love of all that is good and holy – it’s the size of Dolittle’s entire hand!
That’s its freakish underbelly. I think this where it digests the human limbs it must have consumed to be so large.
Dolittle thought she’d found the greatest treasure on Earth.
I made her eat it, lest it attack us in our sleep. 
So you can all rest easy knowing I’ve rid the world of this monstrosity. Apparently it was delicious.

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Annie writes about life, motherhood, world issues, beautiful places, and anything else that tickles her brain. On good days, she enjoys juggling life with her husband and homeschooling her children. On bad days, she binges on chocolate chips and dreams of traveling the world alone.

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