Uncle Bob, this one's for you. She was GRABBING Oma's arm and pulling it toward her. It was hilarious!
I want a piece of that!

I've got your corn right here, baby!

I need the corn. Must have corn.

Oh ya, that's what I'm talkin' about.

Hey look. It's like a clorninet.
Come here you little kernels. I'm gonna eat you.

Arrrrgh! I'm queen of the corn! All corn will bow before me!
(Oma looks corncerned.)

I think there's still some corn in there.

Okay, I'm all cornclean now.