On a recent trip to Disney’s EPCOT, my daughter found a stuffed owl toy in the Canada exhibit. Not sure what an owl has to do with Canada, per se, but it was cute and fuzzy and she liked it enough – and I liked it more than the ketchup flavored potato chips the clerk insisted were their best seller.
A few days later, when we were home, Savvy announced that her owl, “Hooey”, was sick. She had tucked the little guy into her bed and pulled the covers up to his chin.
Michele asked what had made him sick.
“Green beans!” came the answer.