child abuse

I'd just made hot chocolates for the kids when my youngest informs me that he actually doesn't like it with squirty cream on top. He was moaning loudly so my daughter said, from the other side of the room, "Bring me a spoon and I'll eat your cream."

I looked her square in the eyes and, just as she took a large gulp of her drink, said "You might want to edit that for bookface."

To be fair she tried not to spray her mouthful everywhere but the urge to laugh was too strong.