This morning, Katie came in and awakened me with those dreaded words. No, not "Grandpa, I wet the bed" - even worse. Those dreaded words of, "Grandpa, I've fixed breakfast!"
When a little, six year old girls says this, you'd better steel your nerves - and your stomach. All those who have ever had a celery sandwich, step forward.
When a little, six year old girls says this, you'd better steel your nerves - and your stomach. All those who have ever had a celery sandwich, step forward.