So the thing about me is this. . . . I sleep pretty good but when I wake up, I want to eat. I'll start with subtle things like "rooting" or making the "O" face. But if nobody catches on. . . . It is time for the air raid siren.
Dad tries to distract me with a walk around the house or the brightness of the sky-light. That isn't going to work on me - I only have one thing on my mind. . .num-num-num.
. . . but afterward - I feel lots better. I am a simple girl with simple needs. . . for now. :-)
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