Either way you count 'em- that's how many teeth you need to eat yourself some corn on the cob.
We all sat down for dinner one night and being high-chair-less as we were, I perched myself on mommy's lap to enjoy the festivities. Mommy was going to just hold me and wait for someone to finish, but it had been a long day and she was hungry too! She thought she would just try and have a quick bite to tide her over when- surprise!- they're weren't one, but TWO sets of teeth marks in the corn! Silly mommy- what did she think? That I was just gonna sit there and let her have all the fun? Does she know me at all?
Mr. Pig's Nightmare continues???
8 years ago
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