"Hi Daddy! I saved the last cookie for you!"
(You probably remember the story that I told you yesterday about my experience with my daughter's digestive system two nights ago. If you don't remember that story, I bet you remember how haggard I looked yesterday during class!)
The lights blazed on in the cave until about 5:30 PM yesterday. The brown-haired giant stooped over the computer, the light from the screen etching deep lines into the wrinkles of his forehead.
Staccato bleeps of the classroom phone ripped through the silence.
"What's your plan for tonight?" Asked Princess Michelle.
"I'm leaving now," grumbled the giant.
By the time that the giant unlocked the door to his castle, everyone was already slobbering through their chicken disks, poor mashed toes, and yellow teeth.
The giant slid into his chair at the table after he kissed the heads of everyone seated.
"You know those Seahorse cookies that I made at Gramma's house?"
(SJ had carefully placed ten cinnamon redhots on half of the cookies that he baked over the weekend.)
"Well, I saved the last one for you! You can have it"
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