My first chore most mornings, after walking dogs and all, is picking up kitchen detritus deposited after I went to sleep the night before.
Yesterday there was a paper plate on the stove. It held a few kinda shriveled carrot sticks. I ate them and tossed the plate. It's a mom thing.
A couple of hours later Liz came to me and said, "Thank you so much, Mom, for taking care of the Easter Bunny's carrots for me! I forgot all about them."
Well, okay then.
Just how low do you have to stoop to steal food from a magic rabbit?
I dunno, but I guess I can bend that far.
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