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Carol Perkins: A Playmate for Carol Previous Column: The Queen By Carol Perkins "Uncle Guy, would you go to McDonald's and get me some pancakes?" my seven-year-old great-niece Taisley asked. She was visiting for a few days. I had a playmate. The next morning, I decided we needed a shopping day. As we went from one store to the next, she finally declared she was finished. She bought a purse and a pair of sunglasses. After lunch at Sonic, we went to the movie to watch "Sonic Two." We loaded up on popcorn and slushes. Before the lights dimmed, she needed to go to the bathroom. "Come with me," she begged. Down the stairs, I hobbled. During the endless commercials and previews, she said, "Can I have another slushie?" She had drained the small one. By then, I had eaten most of her "child's" popcorn and wanted more so back down the stairs we go. Not long after the movie started, she said, "I need to go to the bathroom again." I told her she knew the way. Then the hedgehog appeared. By that time we were both numb from the below zero temperature. I wrapped my arms in the tail of my shirt, and my niece pulled her shirt over her arms and legs. "Don't you have anything in the car?" she asked. In the middle of the movie when she was frosted over, we went to the car and grab what we could find. When the movie ended and we were back home, she said, "What are we going to do now?" The next day we set up a doctor's office in the basement and Guy was summoned to be the patient with a broken back and I had a broken leg. I finally dragged out some stuffed animals and she became a vet. We also cooked. I gave her flour, meal, an egg, a little milk, some Crisco, and other nonsense ingredients which she stirred until flour covered her. Then we cooked what she created, and she insisted we take a bite. "Only after you do," Guy said. We all ran for the sink. The last night we were watching a movie and she jumped up. "Aunt Carol, it's 10:30. We gotta go to bed." It's debatable who fell asleep first. The next day after she left, I fell into my recliner and stayed most of the day. You can contact Carol at carolperkins06@gmail.com. This story was posted on 2022-06-10 08:35:01
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