fuss: cake

He and the Wife made a pan of brownies without nuts last night.  This so excited Fuss that my greeting on arriving home was "DADA we made a cake with NO NUTS tonight!"

Come morning, the cake has been disappeared into a cupboard.  Fuss wanders the kitchen for a bit, then comments casually

"Uh, Dada?  Where did the CAKE go?"

"Maybe the mice ate it." I replied, busily making coffee.

"No they didn't, they're TOO SMALL to eat it!"

The perils of a smart child.