Dinner Theater

Supper began as usual. Eli in his high chair, bib on. Mommy at
her post, jar and spoon in hand. Spoon of sweet potatoes moves toward mouth.
Jaws lock tight. Head jerks left-right-left-up-down moving this-way-and-that avoiding any contact with spoon.

Enters Chloe wielding a construction-cone-orange flyswatter, yelling.
"Flyyyyyy, Flyyyyyyyy"
Eli stares in amazement.
"Flyyyyyyyyy, wheredyago fly?"
Swats table. Then Chair. Window.
"Flyyy. Hi, Fly!"
Eli locks eyes on Chloe, forgets he hates eating. Opens mouth. Eats. Enjoys?

Chloe begins to exit
"Flyyyyy, Flyyyyy"
Eyes return to mommy. Lips lock shut. Head jerks around.

Dinner over.