"Peanut butter and jelly," Harry responded over his shoulder, pausing when she'd asked for a squid-shaped sandwich. He suddenly felt like he'd been thrown into a play date with two three year olds instead of one. Oy. Rolling his eyes, he did his best to cut away long bits here and there to make it resemble a squid. He was no artist.
Harry cut up another apple next, putting the slices on top of the long bits that were left to hopefully pronounce the tentacles. Okay, so it looked like a dog might have gotten hold of it. Whatever.
"What would you like to drink?" He asked, setting the plate in front of the chair next to Teddy's, absent-mindedly dropping a kiss onto his god son's head as he passed him. The little boy grinned up at him innocently, as only a child good.