You were cutting up watermelon for your daughter, Ari who is 5 years old.

You cut them into slices and hand one to her.

“here you go love!” you say to your daughter.

She took a small bite, watermelon juice squeezed out all over her face.

“It won’t fit, let’s try half of it!” you say to your daughter.

Your husband, Alexender chuckles.

“Shut it..” you tell to your husband, whipping the knife off the chopping board.

Alexender smirks at you.