“Mommy! I wanna cold Pop-Tart!”
“We don’t have any cold Pop-Tarts.”
“Can I have a hot Pop-Tart, then?”
“We don’t have any hot Pop-Tarts, either.”
“Warm?”
Poor Helen. She’s so denied.
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Ha ha ha!
You have to give her points for perserverence.
Helen understands three temperatures: hot, warm and cold. Every time I run the water for her bath she asks, “Is it going to be hot or warm?”
Tepid?
Lukewarm?
Freezing?
Surely there is a pop tart of some temperature in the house…..