I was working in the kitchen this morning when N runs up to me with a bunch of random toys shoved in a cupcake mold. "Daddy, I made you a cupcake. Eat it!"
Not wanting to be rude, I took the cupcake and "swallowed" it whole.
"Ha Ha! You ate it, Daddy!" he gloated. "Now you're going to DIE!!!" And he trotted happily off, quite satisfied with himself.
I'm going to have to keep an eye on this one.
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