“We went to that truck farm over in White-Plains. We walked through the corn maze, and then Joe and I were allowed to drive the tractor around the pasture until it was time to go on the hay ride. After that, all the kids were invited to climb around the old barn and slide down the haymow. Don’t worry, everything was safe. It only looked rickety to make it fun for the kids. By that time, Joe and I were ready for lunch and after that we came home.
Diana thought a minute as she looked out the kitchen window at the dog and boy. “That sounds like a busy enough day that he should be tired out and ready for a nap. Instead he looks like he is hopped up on…” Diana stopped and gave her husband a long look.
“Mart, what did you two have for lunch?”
Mart’s face took on a beatific expression. “We had turkey salad sandwiches on some of Mom’s homemade bread, and homemade potato chips that we bought from the truck farm. We finished off with some great chocolate cake and spiced apple cider. Joe had two glasses, he liked it so much.”
Diana let out a shocked whisper. “Two? Two glasses of apple cider?” She raised her voice. “Mart, don’t you think that is a lot of sugar for one 4 year old boy? No wonder he is so hyper. He had one drink too many!”
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