The monkey woke up early this morning. His dad was still home. They watched Thomas the Train while I showered.
As per usual, when dad leaves for work, the monkey gets grumpy at me.
By the time we got around to thinking about breakfast, his exasperation was obvious.
He threw himself on the kitchen floor, looked at me in desperation and said;
"Mama, I need a coke."
The feeling was mutual.
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