Not the flavor he had in mind

One night, Claire was pretending to give the kitties treats.  She was handing them invisible morsels.  They were a bit confused but didn’t seem to mind playing along with the charade.  Claire informed us that she’d created her very own concoctions:  Merlin was being treated to mashed potato treats, and Jasper got to have pepperoni ones.

Daddy was focused on the laptop on the kitchen table, not really giving his full attention to what was unfolding in the kitchen.

“Here, Daddy!” she says, as she hands him what he thinks is an invisible treat.  He pops it into his mouth.

“Mmmmm,” he says.  “Is this one mashed potatoes or pepperoni?” proving he had been paying attention to some of the details, but what he’d failed to realize was that we’d switched gears, and she’d handed him Baby Piggy.

“Aaaaaaaaaaah!  Daddy!  That’s Baby Piggy!” Claire screamed, obviously distraught.  “We don’t eat Baby Piggy!”

Without missing a beat, Daddy opened his mouth and Baby Piggy plopped out onto the palm of his hand.

“It’s okay, Claire,” he said, pretending to wipe the slobbers off of the poor unsuspecting imaginary little creature.  “Baby Piggy is fine.  She just went for a ride in my mouth!”

“That’s not a good idea, Daddy!  That’s not a good idea!” she screams, grabbing Baby Piggy and holding her close to her chest.

“Claire,” I said, trying not to lose my composure.  “It’s probably best if you don’t hand Daddy anything around dinner-time…especially if he’s hungry and not really paying attention.”

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