An excerpt from our breakfast table:
Xandra is eating oats and I’m roaming around the kitchen putting dishes away, taking bites of my cereal and feeding Theia.
Xandra: “Mommy, mommy, I don’t want to eat the dinosaur.”
Mommy: (total confusion) “Uh, okay, don’t eat the dinosaur.”
Xandra: “But it’s in my oats.”
Mommy: (Unsure what to say to make it better, trying not to laugh) “Oh, well, stir it up and then it will be all gone.”
Xandra: “But, there’s a dinosaur.”
Mommy: “Okay, let me see.”
Xandra then points to a piece of stem from the banana that is mixed in her oats. I remove the stem and all is right with the world again.
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