Maybe this happens to you, too. Maybe sometimes you just sort of forget to feed your children. You know, time slips away, that sort of thing. Not days or weeks, mind you. An hour, maybe? OK, a few hours.
OK, it's 2 p.m. and I've forgotten to feed him lunch. (Note to self: Ask his mother why in the world we don't have a trough filled with Cheerios installed around his neck.)
I'll say this: Human nature, when lacking a sufficient supply of nutrients, can turn utterly ambivalent to a father's good intentions.