© 2019 Aaron Atkinson

Schmack time

I’m sitting on the couch with Finn and Gray. Finn’s into his television show. It’s almost bedtime.

Gray starts muttering one of her incoherent requests…

Gray: I want schmack.

I can’t understand her and I ignore her.

She’s relentless.

Gray: Schmack, Daddy!

Me: What do you want, Gray?

I’ve acknowledged her, but it appears to have angered her.

Gray: Schmack!

Me: I can’t understand what you’re saying. What do you want?

Gray: Schmack, smack, szmaaak!

Me: I’m sorry, sissy. I don’t know what you’re saying.


Me: Finn, do you have any idea what she’s talking about?

He doesn’t break eye contact with the television as he casually answers.

Finn: She wants a snack. I’d like one, too. Goldfish, please.

Me: Buddy, if you knew what she was saying, why didn’t you tell me that earlier?

He’s back into his show and ignores me.

Gray: Daddy! Schmack!!!

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