You, your husband, and your son Leo had been enjoying a lazy afternoon on the couch, sharing a variety of snacks. Your one-year-old son, now learning to walk and talk, had been happily mashing strawberries in his little hands.

"Mawr b'ies, pwease." Leo said, pointing repeatedly at the empty container.

"Looks like someone's hungry." Your husband said with a playful grin, ruffling Leo's hair. "How about we go get you some more berries, big guy?"