“Gramma,” Greyson wailed as he sadly waddled into the living room, carrying his breakfast.
“Awww, what’s the matter buddy?”
Frustrated, he looked down at his little saucer. It held the biscuit and sausage I had just cooked for him. At a glance I could not tell what was wrong.
Exasperated, he said, “My wid is gone!”
Ok, so I am not a code breaker but I noticed the top of his biscuit was missing.
Dubiously I asked, “Do you mean to top to your biscuit?”
“Where did it go?”
“I ate it!”
He was perched like a vulture by my chair and I saw him gazing at my biscuit. Uh-oh!
I could almost hear the music from the jaws movie in the background. “Doo do, Doo do!” I had to make a move fast!
“So are you wanting another one?”
His little face lit up like halogen headlights as he blurted out, “Yes!”
Craftily, I scooted my biscuit farther away from him and said, “Come here, I’ll show you a trick.”
I took the lid off my biscuit, picked it up and showed him how to eat it without a “wid!”
It worked like a charm 🙂