Tonight we were eating dinner. Swan hasn’t been eating well and just today started liking food again. I dropped a piece of bacon and Blitz went for it but I wanted Swan to have it. Then I felt bad.
Me: I’m sorry Blitz, I don’t even have anything on my plate you can lick because it’s just some tiny granules of salt and a little bit of grease from french fries. (Yeah, I eat so healthy, don’t I?)
Me: Hey, maybe Daddy has something you can lick.
Me: Oh boy, that totally came out wrong.