Sans--Serif

"Good night sweetie." "It sure was, Mom." Tonight was already a good night for Jeffrey. Dinner was pizza, and he asked his dad if he could have cookie toppings. "I don't think that's a good idea," his mom said. "What about just two cookies, and then I clean the sink?" Jeffrey asked. "I think we could work out a deal," his dad said. "Honey, please don't do this to me," said his mom. "No no, Jeff is negotiating. We should encourage him. Here's my offer: one and a half cookies, and you do the sink and trash can." "Okay deal," said Jeffery before his mother could stop them. Jeffrey went to bed with only a small tummy ache. Even though pizza with