He spent an hour hauling an oatmeal cookie atop his "cool car" which was being towed by his "neat truck." Finally, the cookie fell to the floor and he looked at it sadly."Oh, no!" he said.
"Do you need a tie down, Bud?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said in a small voice.
I found a string, and with his permission, attached the cookie to the roof of the truck.
He spent the remainder of the evening hauling the cookie to feed the "elevantas" (elephants) and towing the car with the "broke brakes" around the floor. Finally, hunger won over feeding the "elevantas," and the cookie was happily devoured.
Who needs cable television when you have a wonderful grandson with a brand new vocabulary and an active imagination?
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