One morning, I made pancakes for breakfast.
I prepared chocolate syrup, chocolate blocks, honey,
and, also some fruit.
My daughters ate well.
In particular Bee, who asked for another pancake,
and, pressing her cheek against it, said,
"Oh, it's warm. If I were very small,
I could lay myself down on it."
"Wow, I would be so confused if she were," I thought.
Thanks to len for correcting my English.