forking around

“No, no, no. Stop forking me!” Little Dude screeched as he raced past me.

I looked up to find LittleR Dude in pursuit with a wooden toy knife in one hand and a fork in the other with his arm extended.

“Don’t eat your brother!”
“Way to use a knife and fork, sweetie.”

These responses came to mind but remained unsaid. To be honest, I don’t remember what disciplinary words came out of my mouth. The knife and fork, however, were confiscated bringing an end to this game of I’m a cannibal.

For what it’s worth, Little Dude is not always the victim in these torture tag games. Ping pong paddles were used as a prop not too long ago.

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  1. Cute pic – and such cute little ones. My two gilrs do this too – and it nearly always ends in an accident!!

  2. They are so cute!

  3. Lordy; this is the Frog's main reason for only having one!!!

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