I thought I was going away for two days, but came back 10 days later. On my return I thought that a wonderful seafood dinner would be a marvellous treat for all the little ones.
Wee Small gazed at the feast and declared "I'm never eating a crab in my life. It might come alive and chomp my heart."
"Oh." I said. I hadn't prepared for that. There was only one thing I could think of to do in such a situation.
I bravely ate all the delicious crab myself and left the little ones with no cause for fear, well... except the small concern that my heart would be eaten.