Hang on, let me get the kitchen paper
The tail end of dinner...
Joshua: [pushing near-empty yoghurt pot in my direction] Daddy, scrape the
last bit up for me.
[Pause as yoghurt pot, having been pushed slightly too far, goes tumbling off the edge of the table, landing with a splat upside down on the kitchen floor.]
Joshua: [peering over] Oh. I guess I'm finished.
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