Willow was adamant about receiving a certain breakfast this morning, only I had no idea what she was asking for. I start naming breakfast foods, and she agrees to have some shreddies, although that wasn’t what she had been asking for.
She starts pulling on the fridge doors. “Pull, pull, pull!” I open the door, and she is trying to reach the top shelf, “Reach, reach, reach!”. I pick her up so she can show me what she wants, and she points to the mayonnaise. “There.” Mayo and shreddies. This is what she wants for breakfast.
Reluctantly I prepared a bowl of shreddies with mayo dip. She ate three bowls, each shreddie dipped twice in mayo.
