We've lost Cars...I repeat, we have LOST Cars. Oh crap, what am I gonna do? Emma is going to demand to watch Cars. I can't find it. There will be screaming, throwing stuff, more screaming, crying - no, wet snotty bawling, more screaming, and maybe some hitting and kicking. Oh bloody hell, somebody help me! I hear her, she's coming! Tiny footsteps, they're getting louder. My heart is pounding, my mouth just went dry.
"Oh, hi Emma! Hehe....is that you darling?...sweetheart? Eh hem....whatcha got there?"
"Watch Veggies, Mamma? Watch Veggies?"
(sigh, unloading 500 pounds of pressure) "Oh SURE, honey. You bet! I'll put in Veggie Tales for you!"
Safe for now. Thank you, Lord!
oh oh, what's that? Footsteps.....oh God....
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