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“Danny, please just eat, please,” Harry pleaded, sighing in frustration. The toddler just gave him a toothy grin and shook his head, dark curls bouncing.
Harry sighed again, setting the spoon full of mashed bananas down on the tray of his son’s high chair. He’d been fighting the one-year-old for an hour and he flat out refused the fruit.
“Why can’t you just have your father’s appetite?” he asked the baby.
Daniel just squealed and dropped the spoon full of bananas on the floor. “Dah!” he cried, waving his chubby arms around wildly.
Harry stared at food on the ground, then back to his young son. “You really are too much like me,” he chuckled, shaking his head, “I can’t even be mad at you, you’re too cute.”
“Dah!” Daniel said again, holding his arms out to Harry, indicating he wanted to be picked up.
“Let’s go find your daddy, shall we?” Harry asked the baby, pulling him gently from the high chair.
Harry carried his small son from the kitchen, leaving the mess for later.