Today Jack says at the lunch table, "Mrs. Stephanie is sick. She is old and alone. Who is going to take care of her? Cook for her?" Amelia piped in with, "We could give her food!" So we made Mrs. Stephanie some chicken soup and gave her some tea.
When we took it to her, Mrs. Stephanie came to the door and promptly said, "I'm a big germ."
I told her that's all right. Jack handed her the bag of soup and tea then ran off. It wasn't a big ceremony just here.
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