We’re playing hide and seek and it’s Sam’s turn to count. He’s in the kitchen with us while Hazel’s off hiding. I coach him along:
Me: One.
Sam: One.
Me: Two.
Sam: Two.
Me: Three.
Sam: Three.
Me: Four.
Sam: Four.
Me: Five.
Sam: Five.
Me: Six.
Sam: I don’t know six.
What???
With his “secret plans and clever tricks,” the Enormous Crocodile desires to lunch not with but on a nice, juicy child.
