perhaps it goes with the territory of being a 4 year-old boy, but Malcolm makes quite a mess when he's eating. Typically there's food on the floor and his seat (as well as the table) when he's finished.
We're off to France in a few days and Susan has been trying to get him to be more tidy, so she's using the trip to try and correct his behavior.
Malcolm: (mouth full of food) "hrmphfumphafrumpha..."
Susan: "You know, in France, if you eat like that, they will make you wait outside while we eat.."
Malcom: (eyes getting big, mouth goes down, starts crying) "but, but I don't want to stand outside!"
Now he's afraid of going to France.
We have to remember sometimes that irony and sublety are completely lost on four year-olds.
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