So I'm on a family vacation in Montana. There is corn growing on the Interstate and a glass building running alongside it that seems to go on forever. "But we're Out West!" I say, and the building disappears.
I've forgotten my binoculars.
My dad says that maybe I could buy new ones.
I sit George under a tree with his cheese Cheerios and chocolate wafer cookies, and when a dog (or perhaps it was a bear) tries to take them, I teach him an important life lesson: give the food to the dog (or the bear, either one); Mommy will have packed more cheese Cheerios and chocolate wafer cookies.
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