and started to read the new cereal box. It said you could send for a hundred balloons. His mother was cleaning the living room. She came into the kitchen to get a dust rag.
"Don't put your elbows on the table while you're eating, dear," she said."Look," said Treehorn. "I'm my own size now. My own regular size.""That's nice, dear," said Treehorn's mother. "It's a very nice size, I'm sure, and if I were you I wouldn't shrink anymore. Be sure to tell you father when he comes home tonight. He'll be so pleased." She went back to the living room and started to dust and vacuum.
The Shrinking of Treehorn