Hamburger
Steve got home after work and made himself this great looking hamburger. He pulled it off the grill and started getting out all the fixings. He was hungry and very looking forward to this burger.
But then, Olivia spied the burger just before he was about to put it in the bun. She had to have it. So he gave it to her. Even though she had already had dinner. There she was walking around the house with a little plate and a big hamburger patty in her hand. I’m not sure she’s ever even had a hamburger before but she was gobbling it up.
I was siting on the couch reading and she climbed up with me. I glance over and see that she is holding the plate but no burger.
I asked, “Where’s the burger?”
She looked equally surprised that there was no burger and started looking around, down at the floor. “Did Oly eat it?” no.
We couldn’t find it for a few seconds then she wiggled a little to the side and there it was. Smashed into the couch. She had been sitting right on top of the burger patty.
Ah, yes. Of course.
