We traded an almond cake for a 2012 Mission Cycling jersey. The boys who run it had asked for beer, we brought someting else for their bellies and told them that it had a little liqueur in there. It was one of the two cakes that we made last night, per Lily's instructions.
Baleen snuck a slice out of the other one a little after lunch. She felt a twinge in her throat, wondered if she was allergic to not just hazelnuts but also almonds, and panicked. She took a single Benadryl, then laid down next to the Dragon Boss on his playmat and tried to keep herself up by chomping chocalate. Laying on our living room floor with cocoa beans and Benadryl swimming around in her stomach, Baleen looked a whole lot bigger than The Dragon Boss, but she probably didn't sound any different.
By the time I got home all was back to normal. Baleen was up and talking and The Dragon Boss was laying on his playmat, cooing and smiling, just waiting for me to pick him up. Also waiting for me in the kitchen was an almond cake, almost a whole one, but a little less chocolate than when I left.
Baleen snuck a slice out of the other one a little after lunch. She felt a twinge in her throat, wondered if she was allergic to not just hazelnuts but also almonds, and panicked. She took a single Benadryl, then laid down next to the Dragon Boss on his playmat and tried to keep herself up by chomping chocalate. Laying on our living room floor with cocoa beans and Benadryl swimming around in her stomach, Baleen looked a whole lot bigger than The Dragon Boss, but she probably didn't sound any different.
By the time I got home all was back to normal. Baleen was up and talking and The Dragon Boss was laying on his playmat, cooing and smiling, just waiting for me to pick him up. Also waiting for me in the kitchen was an almond cake, almost a whole one, but a little less chocolate than when I left.
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