During dinner Felix climbed into my lap. Andrea and I had finished and Felix was still toying with his dinner. He pulled his plate over in front of us and was fiddling with his fork. Suddenly, he looks back and up at me and lifts his plastic utensil and says, "I'm going to fork you up!"
Andrea and I could not hold back the laughter. If he was from New York it would have been something else perfectly.
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