Swearing Off Colonel Sanders

I just started my summer job: teaching a video production class at an elementary school summer arts camp. Doing anything creative with kids is tons of fun, but it's left me pretty pooped by the end of the day with Emma on the days I teach. But I've made a crucial discovery: as long as Emma wants to play surgeon, I can lie down when I'm the patient. Today, I came to Doctor Lisa with stomach pains, so she performed surgery on me. I was more than a little surprised to learn postoperatively that my pain was due to some foreign items in my stomach, namely: a hairball, a chicken bone, and two fat chicken legs. (Next time, I'll just get me some hairball medicine.)