Kirsten sitting on the bed nursing Dieter while Rylea looks on in amazement.
Rylea: “Bite please”
*Kirsten looks at Devin hoping he can come up with something to tell their 17 month old daughter that will explain why she can’t have a “bite” of what Dieter is having a bite of.*
Devin: No Rylea, those are Dieter’s bites. Lets go get a snack instead.