N is fond of cheerios. Very fond. So fond, in fact, that he occasionally puts more in his mouth than he can actually manage to ingest safely, given that he still only has two bottom teeth. Whenever he coughs on his cheerios I generally say, "You're not supposed to choke on them, silly!" while making sure he clears his throat.
Well, just a few minutes ago we had that very same discussion, but Z decides that he needs to chime in as well:
"Not supposed to be a choke on!"
Which of course makes Mommy choke on HER cheerios...
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