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January 20, 2006

Deny nothing to the ten thousand things.

My wife and I were relaxing for the evening. I was reading the paper; she was engrossed in her novel. Sheridan was in his room sleeping - we thought.

CRASH! The sound of porcelain shattering on the kitchen floor rang through the house. We jumped from our seats and ran to the kitchen. There in the center of the floor was Sheridan with his hand, gripping a cookie, in what remained of the jar.

"Sheridan Joseph! Did you break that?"My wife scolded.

"Uh-uh,"replied Sheridan shaking is head side-to-side. "It just fell.-