This is an emergency. I’m out of Cheerios. I’m out of Gold Fish. I’m out of carrots. I’m out of marshmallows. What will I do? I’m going to shrivel up to nothing. My pot-belly is going to disappear. What will become of me –
THUD – I will *not* survive.
This is me begging mommy to go to the market. She laughed at me. Can you imagine that?! My bowls were empty and mommy was laughing.
She went into the kitchen and started pulling magical things out of the cabinets. Of course, there were no carrots but mom found all of my other favorite things.
Sigh – that was a close call my friends. So very close!