EDING!

Evan had snagged my iced tea from "Raising Cane's", and sucked down the sweet remnants, leaving only a cup of crushed ice. He ripped the lid off and shoved a fist full of ice into his mouth. Crunch, crunch, crunch. "Evan Peck," I called to him from across the room, "what do you think you're doing?" He looked at me with a somewhat confused expression, threw his wet, icy hand into the air and said, "EDING!" (He's taking after his brother!)