Last night, we had a special treat, Hot Dogs. At least that is what he told me it was. They were cooked in the pan with his spatula. Of course, we had to have the prerequisite salted baking sheet in addition to the Hot Dogs. He would eat 1 bite, run to the stove, salt and pepper the baking sheet and run back. Occasionally, he would turn the hot dogs and get a 'drink' then return to the baking. The imaginary world has begun. I can't wait to see what we eat tonight.
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