Dinner tonight was followed by some lovely strawberries. Audrey loves strawberries ("awwberries"). Because she actually tried her dinner and made somewhat of an effort with it, we rewarded her with a small bowl of the red fruit. She ate them with great alacrity and only looked at us with a worried expression when she realized that they were a touch tart.
She finished off the awwberries and asked for more. I told her that she was done and I wasn't going to give her more because I didn't want her to have an adverse reaction to them.
Okay, okay. Here's what happened:
Mom: No more tonight. Mama doesn't want you to get the cha-cha's.
Dad: Or become allergic to them.
Mom: Yeah. Cha-cha's aren't fun at all.
Mom and Dad hurriedly turn away to muffle their laughter and don't regain their composure for several minutes. Meanwhile, Audrey continues to find louder and spitty-er ways to make the sound, not helping the situation at all.