Today Troy was eating lunch.

Which, you know, happens every day.

I noticed he’d eaten the food on his tray much more quickly than usual when he started asking for more food (which, for him, is signing “please,” reaching toward the fridge and pantry, and saying “Moh?” :smile:). I attributed it to the fact that he was eating a later-than-normal lunch due to taking a later-than-normal “morning” nap, and was just pretty hungry for a little guy.

I gave him a little more of the food he’d been eating and went back to unloading the dishwasher.

Not one full minute later, I heard, “Moh? Moh?”

I thought there no way had he already finished everything I’d given him. But there he was, sporting his widest grin–with just a hint of mischief in it–and a completely clean high chair tray.

It was then that I noticed the dog, laying quite contentedly, half under Troy’s high chair, sporting her own doggie grin… licking her chops.

A little later in the afternoon, I picked up Troy and noticed a funny smell about him. Not a dirty diaper kind of smell…

It was then that I noticed his full, clenched fists, the little brown and red “crumbs” on his chin… and the pieces of dog food in his hands.

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