Here's how it goes when we're out to eat and we actually get a dessert to share after the meal.
Me: "I only want one bite."
Dave: "Sure, 'only one bite'."
I take my fork and pull off the teeniest, tiniest, what can only be called a mere taste morsel. Then after I decide I do, in fact, like it, I take my fork and reach toward the tiny cake plate...and Dave pulls the plate just out of my reach. And then I stab him in the chest with my empty fork. OK, perhaps "lightly poke" is the more appropriate term.
This happens over and over and over again. And the amazing thing is, David still manages to eat pretty much the entire piece of the cake whilst steadfastly protecting his treasured treat.
Lucky for us he's just as protective of his family (excepting of our sweet tooth appetites, that is).
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