He is short, dark, and handsome. This evening we went to the park together, and afterward stopped for a bite to eat. At Taco Bell. We took our bag of tacos home to eat. He bit the bottom of the taco and found himself frustrated when it no longer stayed together. "It happens," I told him. I should have bought more tacos. Two each was not enough. However, after a fruit cup of diced peaches and a whole banana, he was satisfied. We brushed our teeth, read some stories, said our prayers, and I kissed him goodnight. It was a very nice evening.
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