He looked down at his shirt with a sigh. Well, that shirt was a goner. At her words he looked at his daughter again. The calculating stare he got back was a little frightening.
"I'll give you a bath, only if you promise not to drown me." Spooning up another bit of puree, Mos took a deep breath, puffed out his cheeks, crossed his eyes and stuck out his tongue. At the following laugh, he took Ate's advise and shoved the spoon right in.