Funny Things

Aliza really has a very funny sense of humor. She always laughs at her dads silly jokes, even the ones that no one else thinks are funny. She also is known to be the first to wake up every morning and then somehow or another wakes the rest of the house up. There is never a worry that our alarm clocks fail, as a matter of fact we do not even need to set them because Aliza is always there to wake us up around 6am. (and sometimes even earlier)
Earlier on winter morning I heard Aliza get up and go downstairs. Tom had already left for work. I heard a bit of rumbling in the kitchen, but usually she gets herself a bowl of cereal without too big of a mess. While slowly getting ready for my day, I heard Trevor go downstairs. When he got downstairs he said to Aliza, "What are you eating, is that cat food?" She told him "Yes, its cat food." He responded with "eew, Aliza you cant eat cat food!" She said "it's good, here try it..." He immediately is disqusted and tells her that mommy is going to be angry, she needed to stop eating the cat food. This discusssion went on for a few minutes, meanwhile, I am upstairs and hear this entire conversation going on. I am hysterically laughing at the thought of Trevor thinking that his sister is eating cat food. The reason I am not rushing to stop the cat food eating is because we had run out of cat the day before and I had given the cat a treat of a can of Chicken of the Sea tuna instead. I had put the leftovers in the refrigerator. I assumed that Aliza was eating the tuna and there was no reason to rush to stop her. I was actually quite surprised that she would be eating tuna, (Moiss Picky Eater) and didnt want to interrupt her eating something different. Trevor came upstairs after his attempts to stop his sister from eating the cats food failed. He was completely sick to his stomach and could hardly believe what his sister was eating. When I told him it was okay, that it was tuna, he insisted that I was wrong and that it was not tuna. I asked him if it was in a can, he said no, it was in a bowl. I tried to explain to him that I had given the cat tuna that we could eat, not cat food tuna. He did not believe me and asked me to come downstairs to see what she was doing. We walked downstairs, and there was Aliza, sitting on the floor in front of the TV eating a bowl of food. And Trevor was right, it was not tuna. And yes, it did look like she was eating a bowl of cat food. I looked at her and started laughing at the thought that she had convinced her brother that she was eating a bowl of cat food when in reality she was eating a bowl of chocolate peanut butter ice cream at 615 in the morning. I never told Trevor that she was eating ice cream, I gave Aliza a look of disapproval, and then walked into the kitchen and put the ice cream away. I thought it was so funny that Aliza had figured that if convinced her brother that she was eating cat food versus ice cream that she would not get in trouble for eating ice cream- or she thought there would be no way that he would want the "cat food" which meant there was more for her. Either way, I was completely in stitches and proud of Aliza for her ability to pull off such a complex stunt. A few days later I told Trevor that she was eating ice cream, not cat food. The look on his face was priceless!