Oliver: I am staaaaarving, staaarving. I rub on your leg. I am so, so huuungry.
Me: Okay, dude, here is more food.
Me: He’s out of food. I don’t understand, there was plenty left for today.
Me: I did too.
Kid 1, walking in, carrying Oliver: I fed him too.
Kid 1, shrugging: He was crying that he was hungry.
We’re on to you, sir. We are on to you.