When Matthew wants to make a point, interject in a conversation, or protect his food, he does this move.
I call it The Hook, or (as seen above) The Presidential Point (as in "I did not have sexual relations with that woman").
Yes, I said, “protect his food,” too. He did it tonight, his right hand wielding the fork, his left in a protective hook.
"I’m not going to steal your food, dear."
He looks down at his hand. He does not un-hook his pointer-finger.
This is marriage.
(I got this photo from Drudge Report. Whenever I read Drudge, there’s something that makes me angry and I swear I won’t click on it again. And then I click anyway. Sheesh.)