day one: oh good! esme, von and i can eat these cookies on the road trip on saturday!
day two: oh! i guess von and i could eat these two cookies for a midnight snack tonight.
day two and a bit: oh. erm. i guess i'll just have to save this last one for von.
day two and a bit and a bit later: oh. sorry von.

von: hah. that's the way the cookie crumbles. and i do not dare to scoff his pune, or a play on words, as i feel exactly like frances the badger and gloria's chomp-o bar and let him say wahtever he likes.

which reminds me i should find out if harvard bookstore has a complete set of frances and/or the sea-thing child. i need to do some serious planning for the sunday sale so i don't end up completely ruined for the rest of the month.