You might remember this story that I used to tell you about when you were a baby - no more than nine or 10 months old - about when I had made popcorn one evening. I sat in my lap, snug against my left side, as I watched television with a bowl of hot buttered popcorn tucked against my right side.
Once I started eating the popcorn, you sniffed the air and looked at me with this facial expression that said, "Can I have some, too?"
Because you didn't have any teeth yet, I was worried that you might choke on it, so I broke off a bit of the popcorn and placed it in you mouth. You sucked on it and had this look on your face that said, "Hmmm! This is good!"
After maybe half a minute, once all of the butter and salt had been sucked off the bit of popcorn, you spit it out! Patooie! Then you looked at me again with this expression that said, "Can I have some more?"
So I gave you another bit. And after sucking off all of the butter and salt, you spit out the popcorn bit again!
You must have done that for the next 10 minutes until you were all full and didn't want anymore!
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