Megan has moved on from playing school, and now wants to play restaurant. She is the chef (or cooker, as she calls it) and customer. I am the cooker, waitress, bus boy, and manager. She needs to wear her apron and her cooker hat. Her dollies also dine with her, but periodically she needs to leave with them because they are puking. For Friday nights meal, she ordered a latte for herself, chocolate milk for her children, and a Dt Coke for her husband.
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