The other day I babysat a friend’s young children. We had a great time enjoying little ones—reading books and playing with Winnie the Pooh. Later, we sat down for lunch, PB & J sandwiches, fruit, cheese, etc. But since I have teenagers who can eat a full refrigerator empty in less than 24 hours, I forgot that little ones don’t always eat their lunch. And I forgot that Jezebel (our dog) is an unrepentant mooch and is currently on a diet, much to her chagrin.
During lunch the one year old picked at her sandwich for a while, but wasn’t too interested. Oh, well. However, by the end of the meal, the sandwich was gone. Great, I thought. She must have been hungrier than she thought. After lunch, Ariel gave her string cheese. We’re into munch-while-you-play.
A few minutes later, Matt yelled, “Um, she’s feeding the dog cheese.”
No wonder Jezebel had been so quiet all through the meal. Yep, Jez has a new best friend, and she followed her around the rest of the afternoon.