This photo was not staged.
Matthew, who had been working from home that day, met me and Ursula at a coffee shop. (We were on our way home after a busy morning out and Ursula fell asleep in the stroller. Perfect opportunity for a coffee break.)
Matthew told me that he had just had an apple and some cheese for a snack and wasn't very hungry. So he didn't order a cookie.
When we arrived home an hour later, an apple and a slice of cheese — totally untouched — were sitting on the kitchen counter.
He wasn't hungry because he thought he had had a snack.
Tonight at the dinner table, Matthew asked me to get a knife for the butter. I did — and then handed the knife TO OUR BABY.