my dumb childhood part3

one day when i was four i was eating some cookies. i heard my little sister ask my mom if she can eat cheese. (American cheese fyi.) my mom said yes, and she left to do the laundry. for awhile, i daydreamed while eating the cookies. i turned around to check up on my sister and this is what i saw.


 she made cheese play dough.(or something like that.)


 the rappers of the cheese were all over the coffee table, and on one corner my sister was kneading the cheese. it looked disgusting. and it smelled strongly of cheese. (duh.)
"What?" she asked. 
 i had nothing to say. i just stared. 
my mom came in later and was very upset. my sister, who was two at the time was let go of punishment. (or i think i can't remember.) 
to this day i still remember the cheese dough.