There was a little bit of Anthony's birthday cake left over, so last night after our usual supper snack I was in the kitchen cutting it up and Anya bounded in. "Cake! Cake!" she exclaimed happily.
I knew she hadn't eaten all of her food yet so I said, "Anya, do you still have some salad left? You can't have cake until your plate is all clean."
"Okay," she said, and zipped back around the corner into the dining room. I heard her brothers laughing, and about two seconds later she reappeared, beaming, clean plate in hand.
"Great," I thought, "she dumped her plate on the floor," and grabbed a handful of paper towels.
But no mess on the floor.
Instead, she'd climbed back into her seat and carefully scraped her salad into the popcorn bowl.
2 comments:
LOVE it!!! :)
Hah, that's great! I rarely comment on here, but do read your blog, Rob & Andrea. Great to keep up with you and your family this way! My folks are coming out this weekend and we will stay at Steve & JoAnne's. Wish you were going to be here!
E.
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