Ducky: Those are a lot of noodles, Daddy.
Me: Yes they are. Lots. We have fourteen people coming for dinner.
Ducky: That sounds like a lot.
Me: It is.
Ducky: But you have a lot of noodles there.
Me: Yeah. Should be enough.
Me: For everyone.
Me: Including you. Don’t worry.
Ducky: Oh good. I was worried you forgot I like your noodles.
Me: No. I couldn’t forget. Certainly not with how close you’ve stayed during the process.
Ducky: I thought I should stay close in case you needed help.
Me: In case I needed help?
Ducky: In case you dropped a noodle.
Me: I thought so.
Ducky: The help I could give would be limited anyway.
Me: No thumbs?
Ducky: No thumbs.
Me: I appreciate the thought. And don’t worry. As soon as the first batch is boiled, you’ll get your noodle.
Ducky: Oh g…
Me: Yes. Noodle.
Ducky: Those are a lot of noodles, Daddy. Noodles. Plural.
Me: I know. But you can’t have too many. They’re not good for you.
Me: I have to keep you healthy.
Ducky: Not as concerned with the health of your fourteen guests?
Me: If you knew what I put in my sauce you’d know the answer to that question.
Ducky: There’s sauce?
Me: I love you, Ducky.
Ducky: I love you, Daddy.