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“Snatch” isn’t a word I use all that often. I’m not sure why, because now that I’ve thought about it a bit, it’s a pretty great word. It’s one of those words that sounds like what it means. It’s abrupt, snatch, over before you realize what just happened. But that S and N at the beginning sound like someone has been plotting for a while. Sneaky, like a snake. And then the atch. Once the premeditated sneaker reaches the desired object, things happen quick, Sssnnn-atch, grab, grasp, latch on and it’s gone. Too fast to catch. It just got snatched.
Snacks get snatched around our house by little, and big hands. We’re probably not the only house of sneaky snack snatchers. Our girls do need to work on covering their tracks with the plenty of incriminating evidence they leave behind, like ladders in the pantry, opened wrappers on the table, and chocolate on the face. True story, during Lent Lily said that she was going to give up sneaking. It was a vow not well kept, but Lent is all about forgiveness.
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