Lauren rushes up in a chaotic shuffle, wrapping her arm tightly around my neck at the last minute to keep from falling. That sparkle flashes behind her pink frames as she fights back a belly laugh.

“Broccoli!” she snorts!

“Broccoli…?”

“Broccoli, Floyd and Mona!” she bursts!

I pause… holding her out in front of me, I take the bait. “Broccoli, Floyd and Mona…?”

“YEAH! When I grow up!  Those will be the names of my kids! Two boys and a girl!” She breaks down on the floor clutching her side in hysterics, so tight breaths are forgotten.

“Those kids won’t ever be picked on…”

Seriousness freezes her laughter as she stares at me. “Of course not. Never.”

A heartbeat later… she snorts as she crashes to the floor in giggles… “Broccoli, Floyd and Mona!”

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