Alma came hopping down the stairs.
“Mommy, is you baking cookies? Does I smell cookies? Can I has just one now?”
“Dinner’s almost done, Baby, and these need to cool,” I said.
“I is going to play wiff Max, Mommy!” She yelled as she bolted out the door.
“Catch me if you can, MAX! I bet you can’t! I is too fast! I is super star fast!” giggled Alma.
Max jumped up and down. “Woof, woof!” He barked.
“Woof, woof, too, Max!,” said Alma, “You is da bestest fwiend a girl could ever asks for. I woof you, Max!”
They played and played until they both tired out. “You hungry, Max? Got any cookies at your house?”
“Woooooof!” Barked max!
“Okay, lead da way!,” Said Alma!