Wednesday, November 01, 2017

This girl

Zoë had cereal with her older siblings this morning. And then when I finally started getting breakfast for myself she started getting cereal for herself again. So she ate that, but I made oatmeal, so she had to have oatmeal, too. And then while we were I was cleaning up she decided she wanted to have another bowl of cereal.

I was not on board with this idea because she'd already dirtied three bowls with three different breakfasts and it was time to stop eating and move on with our day. 

But she was in a particularly sour/defiant/crankenheimer mood this morning and did not appreciate being told what to do. So when I went upstairs to get a load of laundry, she helped herself to the pantry. 


At least she listened to the part where I told her that I didn't want her to dirty any more bowls...

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