[Chewing Stinky Tripe Rolly on Mommy's Foot]When H. came down from her shower to finish her Korean post, it took her a moment to realize something was amiss with the computer on the coffee table:
Two were lying next to the computer, and another on top of it. But count, one, two, three, four. One was MISSING!
[The pieces match what H. was feeling]Asking Emily, quite frantically, "Did you eat it? Did you eat the last piece Emily?" just wasn't going to work. That took about 10 minutes to sink in, while H. was scouring the room, scared out of her mind that Emily would have to have surgery.
Then I found it under the sofa.
[Curious George did NOT eat the last piece]
Three years off my life, I swear.
Then I found it under the sofa.
[Curious George did NOT eat the last piece]Three years off my life, I swear.
