"Naner split, please."

"Honey, you won't eat it all."

"Naner split, Mommy, with choc'late, nilla, an stawbearly."

"It's too big."

"Let her get it, Hannah" I said. "You're the one who said she could get whatever she wanted."

"But." She sighed. "Okay."

Sara carefully carried her banana split to the table, against Hannah's better judgment...she might drop it. Sara took two bites of strawberry, three of chocolate, and finished the vanilla. She ate the ends off each banana half before sliding the rest to me.

"Here, Daddy."

"None for me, dear?"

"You didna want me to get it. Daddy did."