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Now here's the story. My daughter came home from school the other day, and I swear, it was just like she had drank a two-liter bottle of giggle juice. She could not stop laughing. Everything I said, she thought was the funniest thing in the world.
"Girl," I said. "I might be funny, but I know I'm not that funny!"
She laughed so hard, tears were coming out of her eyes.
I gave her the Mom squinty-eye look. "What happened in school today?"
"We had a fiesta."
"A fiesta?" I asked. I knew some light was about to be shed on this situation. "Tell me about your fiesta."
"There was lots of food. Waffles with whipped cream. Waffles with chocolate sauce. Candy. Doughnuts. And some nachos with salsa."
I nodded. The picture was becoming clearer. "And how much of this fiesta food did you have?"
"Um....." I could tell she was deliberating on how much to reveal. "Three waffles, one doughnut, and a couple of pieces of candy."
I raised my eyebrows, to which she had another giggle fit. "But Mom, I was hungry!"