I'm considering revoking his Grandpa privileges.

Maybe you can't see it here, but what Chloë has just put in her mouth is broccoli. Broccoli dipped in ketchup, to be exact. She got the idea from when her Grandpa was here, and tonight, entirely unprompted, that was how she wanted to eat her broccoli. I suppose I should be grateful I'm no longer in my first trimester and can handle the idea without my stomach going into violent revolt.