For tonight's dinner, we had spaghetti. Unfortunately, Jack woke up with a runny nose (perhaps the beginnings of a cold) but he was pretty good natured all day. Anyway, he was a picky little eater and was way more interested in the noodles than in the little chunks of hamburger. Paul put a couple of pieces of hamburger on his tray and started working on trying to clump the noodles together for easy consumption. Jack was not interested in the hamburger.
Jack: Oh, dak-uhn! (Thank you) (as he attempted to hand the hamburger nugget to Paul.
Paul: Eat the meat Jack. (He ignored him and continued working on noodles.)
Jack: Dak-uhn, Gack! (attempting once more to hand the hamburger to Paul.)
Paul: No, Jack. Eat your meat.
Jack promptly turned to his right and threw the hamburger to the floor. It was impossible not to laugh and impossible to be mad. He did, after all, try to give it back.
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