As I closed the book, Peggy pointed to a white label on the cover.
“On the bookie, Mommy.” [I asked,] “Did you put that on there?”
[she replied,] “I licked it and I stuck it on it.”
As I wrote this, she said “I won’t be hungry any more. The raisins box.”
“Daddy, are we going to clean up and do a new experiment ?”
Gretchen