Recently Mom brought home an unusually odd kind of being.
It is small (like you) but has no feathers (like Mom).
It is round (like you) but moves slowly and clumsily (like Mom).
It also doesn’t seem to have any concept of “prettiness” (which is probably for the best, since it unfortunately doesn’t appear to have any).
And – likely out of pure pity – now when Mom goes to the kitchen each morning to make your breakfast, sometimes she gets confused and starts to prepare the other being’s breakfast ahead of yours.
When this occurs, it is of paramount importance to remind her of who is in charge of whom (and whose breakfast most needs preparing).
Author: Shannon Cutts
Co-Author: Pearl Cutts