I got a special treat for Cubby to have, secretly in the car, after school. The image on the cup of cookies made Cubby extremely wary.
I want DIFFERENT cookies that won't make me 'splode!
You won't explode, it's just a picture of the yumminess flying out of the cookie, I explained. (Christ! It's oreos! Eat them!) Here, I'll eat one.
No lie, the kid hands me the cup and covers his ears and CRINGES against the impact of my exploding body.
Once I didn't die, Cubby was able to tuck into his snack.