Houndzeeba

I discovered something about the zeeba tonight.

She can smell chocolate from fifty paces.

Seriously.

I snuck a few mini caramels in chocolate while she was in the tub. As I was drying her off, she suddenly went still. She pulled back, looked at me, and said, "Open your mouth Gramma."

Uhhhhhhh. I still had a bit of chocolately-caramelly goodness in my mouth. Hey, I like to savour. I was not about to show her any evidence, so I smiled at her instead.

"No, Gramma. OPEN YOUR MOUTH."

Dammity. So I swallowed quickly, then took a drink to wash it down.

"Open your mouth."

Grrrrrrrr. Fine.

I opened my mouth. She checked, then looked me in the eye. "All done."

I never realized the power of two words, uttered by a three year old.

Yes, I shared. She is a houndzeeba, able to smell chocolate at more than fifty paces.