This morning my mini-munchkin was playing in her pretend kitchen. She asked me if I was hungry and did I want her to bake me some lunch. Well, of course I said yes as any good mommy would have. She started to clank away, working on my meal. A few minutes later I was presented with my meal:
Oh my... what do I make of this? Should I be concerned? I laughed so hard, luckily she laughed right along with me.
"What mama? you think food is funny?" Yes baby girl, I certainly do :)
Ta Ta for now