Yesterday you scared the **** out of me. I was driving back from Mud Puddles, a toy store, where we'd just missed the music hour because we got lost, and you were in the back seat eating a cheese sandwich and drinking milk. When I look back in the mirror, you were completely motionless with your wide eyes staring straight ahead. You are never still, so I had no idea what was going on. I was afraid you had had some sort of attack. Then, you slowly slumped to one side and your eyes closed. You were asleep. You fell asleep with your eyes open!
Yesterday we almost died laughing. You had hidden the zuchini I had on the counter...
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