Monday, December 26, 2005
G - the girl in this story
B - the boy in this story
BG – the little one asleep in her bed area beside G and B
B and G are lying in bed almost asleep. B suddenly decides he is hungry and needs a snack. He jumps out of bed; leaving G’s back exposed to the cold air, and grabs an orange. He peels the orange in the kitchen and then brings the orange into bed with him.
G: Ugh! Now it is going to stink.
B: What stinks?!
G: The orange.
B: The orange?!
G: I like oranges B, just not in my bed. Now all I can smell is orange.
B eats the orange with one gulp and closes in for a tickle session mixed with orange laced kisses. The giggles muffled as best as possible so as not to awaken BG.
G: Stop, stop stop, I am going to fart.
B whips over to his side of the bed.
G: (pfee) (fart) (pfheeeeeeee)
G: Ahhh that smells much better.
And they slept happily the night away.