My in-laws were generous enough to drop of a cantaloupe for Luke the other night, since they know he enjoys the stuff.
His mother on the other hand is not so much a fan of it :)
I decided to cut it up tonight so that Luke could enjoy some with his supper. He stood up at the counter on a chair to watch the job being done.
As I started to cut into it, I hear...
"Oowwwchie, that hurts!" [please use your best high pitched voice in a low tone, almost a whisper when reenacting this]
I looked over to make sure that he hadn't somehow gotten in the way without me knowing, but he was a fairly good distance away. All was good, so I started to cut again, when he made the same sound again...it was then I realized...
He was pretending to say what the cantaloupe would have been saying as I cut it if it could have...
Nice imagination, funny boy, but it's definitely not that helpful when actually trying to cut up the melon. Oh, the plant killing guilt...
Is there a PETA for plants, if so I think I might know a good spokesperson?! ;)
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