Medium Fry: Mommy? Two things. I don't have any pants, and Large went into your office.
I groaned inwardly and got up, head still hurting from last night's killer headache. I could hear Large and Small bickering in the kitchen. I got down there and looked around. Medium is now wearing pants. Small, however, is not.
Me [to Large, who isn't wearing her glasses…again]: What did you forget?
Me [to Medium]: I thought you didn't have any pants.
Medium: I found some in my bin.
Me [to Large, who's just reached the stairs]: Why were you in my office?
Large: I was trying to get Pa'ani out.
Me: He's allowed in there.
Medium: She was trying to feed him a brown leaf!
I'd caught him gnoshing on one the other day. Dingbat cat. I sighed.
Me: Large, were you trying to feed him a brown leaf?
Large [cheerfully]: Yes!
Me [knowing I'm going to regret this]: Why were you trying to feed him a leaf?
Large: Because there's no more cat food.
Not true; I'd bought a new bag the other day, and the kids were with me; Hubby probably hadn't gotten it poured into the plastic bin.
Large: And that way he could eat something.
At a hefty 17 pounds, Pa'ani can miss a meal and be fine. However, he chokes on leaves...as I know from the other night.
Me: There's no more food in the bowls?
Me: We have more food. He'll be fine. Please don't feed him leaves. Wait!
I handed her a pair of pants.
Me: Take these down to Small Fry.