Abby emphatically went to the fridge saying, "THIS! THIS!"
Obviously, "this" left me zero clues as to what she actually wanted. I kept running down the list to see if I could give her what she wanted.
Finally I said, "Would you like an apple?"
Yes, Abby says.
Okay, great. So I cut up the apple into smaller slices and give her one. I cut the rest up and put on a plate. I'll eat most of them.
I sit down on the couch and see that Abby is now playing with her books and has put the apple slice on the floor.
She then walks over to me and starts grabbing the slices off the plate, one-by-one. She licks each one, then places it carefully back on the plate.
Apparently, actually eating the apple wasn't in her plans.