Before I knew it, she had taken the spoon out of my hand and began feeding ME…
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Before I knew it, she had taken the spoon out of my hand and began feeding ME…
I’d promised to take her to and through the car wash, which she’d come to love while riding in the car. She had been growing impatient and frustrated with me because she wanted candy, but I told her it would come later in the morning.
“We don’t blame other people, sweetheart.” I began. Kamari didn’t do it, so you don’t say ‘Kamari did it.’ If you do, Grandpa will get angry with Kamari, and it wasn’t Kamari’s fault.
A birthday for Gianna at her current age would involve movie characters and television shows that she knows well. Even the songs you sing, like the Birthday song, I guarantee, she can sing it better than you, right now, at age 2…
That is why I’ve finally decided to start the Cookie Capers series, funny tales from the lives of Gianna, whom I affectionately call my “warm, peanut butter cookie,” and Kamari, my “oatmeal raisin cookie”.
And then there was this one mixture where my mother put some unknown substance in a pan and sautéed with other crazy ingredients until it made this sticky paste that she put on my neck and chest and sent me off to school when I got sick…