Written for the Tea Room October 2011 Octoberfest Challenge
Oktoberfeast
by Carol
"So how much did you eat?" I asked my poor brat as I held up a tablespoon of Pepto-Bismol. He winkled his nose at me, but opened his mouth, swallowing the pink liquid he grabbed the glass of water I handed to him and drank it down.
"Won the Bratwurst eating contest." He showed me a blue ribbon for first place then he started to pull white paper out of his jeans pocket and counted them out, "Twenty-five pretzels...four sodas...," he told as I help him to bed. "Two cotton candies, three Carmel apples, a couple of funnels cakes, a few corn dogs." He laid back, snuggling down into the warm blankets.
"I know Brett snuck you beer," I told him. He gave me a sheepish smile and held up two fingers. "Rest my love," I told him as I pulled the blanket and tucked him in. I kissed his forehead and turn to leave.
"Doc," He whispered as I got to the door.
"What Brat?" I asked
"What's for dinner?"
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