DS loves to feed us. When his hunger diminishes at the end of a meal, he offers us the bits and pieces left. Sometimes we eat it, sometimes we don’t, depending on how much he has eaten, on how much we have eaten and on how much chewing and handling the piece of food has previously been through.

Yesterday, DS added a twist to the game… He offered me a pristine, not-even-already-chewed piece of mandarin, but when it was only millimeters from my mouth, he changed his mind and stuffed it in his own mouth. I laughed and exclaimed “Tricheur!”, “cheater” in French. He then spent the next 10 minutes offering me pieces of mandarin, then putting them in his mouth at the last minute and yelling “Tricheur!”.

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