Last night after dinner, Amara was feeling especially helpful. Wanting to take advantage of that mood, I was quick to pull all the light refrigerated items from the table and ask her to put them away. Dutifully, she did so.
Then I put the chicken breasts into baggies for lunch today and asked her to put the baggies in the refrigerator. She was standing at the door, I was on the other end of the island, about 4 feet away.
She said, "Throw them!" meaning the bags of chicken breasts.
So I did. Not that she can catch!
Of course, that's the exact time Jon walked in the room. You can bet he wondered what in the world we were doing tossing supper remnants around the kitchen!
Hey, whatever works!
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