Now For a Cute Gloria Story

I froze orange juice into popcicles for the kids and today we got them out of the freezer and the kids took them outside. Gloria found a kitchen towel outside (brought out by Zephyr, no doubt) and came back inside holding the bunched up towel in both of her hands. I asked her where her popsicle was and she peeled back a bit of the towel allowing me to view the precious popsicle. Then she said, "my postidle was cowd" . If I allowed that to continue, it would've all been absorbed by the dripping towel and she would say "oohhh, my postidle mewted".