I have trained him well

Tonight at dinner, Sam was sitting quietly in her rocker. Sarah had pulled the string on the clinky-clanky-make-soothing-noise toy, and all was well.

Zach poked his head up and looked around before stating “what’s that AWFUL noise?” He then clambered up and around his mother to peer at the offensive aural source; once he found it he pointed and declared “that stopped me from eating my dinner!”

It took Sarah quite some time to compose herself enough to attack her pork chop again.

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