...it wakes up the worm and he squirms around--maybe he even yawns. You can call him a snake if you want. Kids love watching the worm/snake wake up. Or maybe it's me that likes watching and I make the grandkids watch.
I told Child Bride and Skinny Pants that I know which straws in which restaurants have the best straw wrappers. The tight ones are almost impossible to scrunch--that would be the straws at Mimi's--but the loose ones, like at Heaps (Brick Oven), where we ate today, are the best.
Skinny Pants said it was pretty pathetic that I know where the best straws are at all the restaurants.
Now if I knew where the best cake was, well that might be valuable information and non-pathetic. Actually, I probably do.
That's not pathetic, is it? Is it?
She doesn't know where the best cake is and THAT'S WHY SHE HAS SKINNY PANTS.
Go forth and make some straw-wrapper worms/snakes of your own.
Your blogger friend, Lynne, who knows what restaurants have good and bad straw wrappers and which ones have good cake.