Mackenzie, what would you like for breakfast?
(Long pause while she thinks about it…..)
“I want peanut butta toast, not put in that thing (the toaster!), with jam, folded, on my cabba…what’s my plate called again?”
“Cabbage Patch Kids plate”
“Two peanut butta toast folded with jam on my own cabba patch plate with juice in my own cup, not a boy cup.”
Translation: A peanut butter and jam sandwich, cut in half on her cabbage patch kids plate with juice in a sippy cup. Everyday it’s exactly the same. I don’t know why I ask, except I love the answer!
Thank goodness we don’t have any peanut allergies here. I think my kids could live on peanut butter!