It was a lolly in the bathtub kind of night. You'da have thought I'da hung the moon. 33 minutes of absolute bliss (oh, for Cooper too). He ate this sucker right down to the paper straw.
Mom, remember that time we went through the drive thru at the bank and you told me that I could hold my sucker, but that we would have to wait to eat it until we got home? You said "don't you take that wrapper off little miss". And so I didn't. I was quiet as a mouse, sitting in the back of the Putt-Putt on the way back home. Licked that lolly down to the stick with the wrapper still on. Was 12 before I learned that you didn't have to be sitting in the bathtub to eat a lollipop. Yep, this one's for you mom.
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