One morning Nolan was eating his breakfast when he started telling me there was a fork on the floor. As I went to check if some loose silverware had been dropped at dinner the night before I saw what he was talking about. The sun shining through the window was making some unusual shapes on the floor. And just like Nolan said, it looked a lot like a fork!
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That is really funny. What a smarty.
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