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Tasty Buddies

My son pointed to his mouth. Did I know, he asked, what was on the tip of his tongue.

I shook my head.  These days it could be anything.

“I don’t know, bud.  Whatcha got?”

Only instead of coughing out a rock or part of a paperclip, he touched his tongue and said, “my tasty buddies!”

His eyes expanded with the memory.  “They wake up,” he said, “when I lick a candy cane.”


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