As you walk into the kitchen and look at the table, you notice that instead of the nice meal you were expecting, there is just jars of baby food placed in front of your seat. You look over and notice that the other seat has a nice steak with fried potatoes in front of it. You walk over to the seat that has the steak at it, and begin to sit down until you hear Deb from behind you say "Nuh-uh-uh that is for me honey, you sit at the other spot".
"But Deb..." You say before she interrupts: "Oh honey you have been acting so much like a baby I figured what better to feed you with than baby food. Now sit down, its not so bad, trust me. I'll grab you a glass of milk to drink" She says, walking to the fridge.
You sit down and stare at the jars of baby food, before deciding to open one labeled mashed carrots. You twist open the jar and bring a spoonful into your mouth...IT WAS HORRIBLE! You begin to spit it out uncontrollably, messing up your shirt and making yourself look like a fool.
"Aw you eat like a baby too honey. Let me get you a bib" Deb says, walking over and beginning to put a bib around your neck.
"No Deb I don't need that" You say. "Honey you will wear this or I will just call your parents and make up a story about how bad you have been"
You decide to play it safe and with anger in your eyes, you watch as Deb ties a bib, with a rubber ducky sewn in, onto your neck. "Now that wasn't so bad" she says, sitting down beside you.
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