Eeee End

"Would you like me to read about Winnie the Pooh," I coaxed.
"OK!" my little granddaughter chirped, her eyes brightening as she scrambled eagerly into my lap.
Turning a page I announced, "Winnie the Pooh and Piglet are digging in the dirt,"
"Ewww," my little granddaughter exclaimed.
Undaunted, I flipped to the next page. "See, so many stars in the sky.
"Night, night," she said briskly, closing the book with an air of finality.
"Eeee end."