My Mom: What is he eating?
Me: I don’t know. Probably a craisin he picked up from under the table. (to Ian) Ian, are you eating a craisin?
Ian: (grinning) (shakes head no)
Me: Ian – what are you eating? (digging in his mouth with my finger)
Me: (cracking up) Did you steal that from Klaus?
Ian: (smiling and nodding) Yeah, Yeah.
Ian not only stole the treat from the cat, but he also ate it.