Saturday, August 20, 2011

Hungry Mungry

Dear Eleanor,

Anyone who knows you, knows you love to eat.  You'll eat anything that's on your plate, your brother's plate, or anyone else's food that might be available to you.  Lobster, lima beans, pork chops; you don't discriminate.  You don't appreciate people eating in your presence if you're not eating something.  Today you were duped by pretend food.  Isaac "made" me ice cream in his kitchen and I pretended to eat it.  You were very upset that I was "eating" his ice cream, and you were not.  You came over to have some, and appropriately pretended to eat bowl after bowl of ice cream.

I'm signing you up for the Coney Island hot dog contest next 4th of July.



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