Being and adult means:
Brownie bites for lunch.
There were three in the bakery. I asked for two...then felt sorry for the little guy left by himself. So, I picked him up too. I ate one before I even rounded the corner past the produce. (which meant I had blue teeth at check out) The other two were devoured before I was out of the parking lot.
Meanwhile, being a tot means you can eat....toilet paper. That was sister's choice for breakfast yesterday.
I think mine tasted much better.
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