(a little joke b/w me and mom) aka Marlo cannot tell the time. I have discovered this quite some time ago and his skills have gotten so bad that I needed to post a picture.
Every afternoon, because I am at home for 6 weeks, at precisely 2:30pm Marlo goes to the backdoor and wants out to go read his comic books. He comes in and begins to demand his supper/dinner. I try and explain to him, which falls on deaf ears (literally) that it is not supper time and to knock it off.
He then proceeds to claw at his food container and starts slapping his ceramic food dish around on the ceramic tile - not a good mix.
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