This afternoon, Aunty Leng was over to do more baking. She made yummy oatmeal and cranberry cookies this time. When daddy came home, we had run out of sugar, so I took daddy to the market. It was kind of breezy outside, so daddy showed mommy that he could keep me warm.
I feel a draft around my feet though
After the cookies were done baking, Aunty Leng read me a story. It's from a Thai book about a lion and a mouse. Think you've heard it before? Actually, the story goes: the lion eats a bunch of animals and falls asleep. A mouse falls onto the lion's head. The lion lets the mouse go because he's too small to eat. Then the lion gets caught in a net, and the mouse frees the lion by biting through the rope. Maybe there's no thorns in Thailand.
Here I am, listening to the story
Is the story over yet? I'm getting sleepy.
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