Psychotomy

So, after various bits and bobs (including lunch where he ate his entire meal and half a basket of fries), we’re home and watching some Tigger * Pooh and Handy Manny, DK decides to go out to the kitchen for something.

Of course, this means he grabs my hand and leads me to the kitchen to get whatever it is he can’t reach. He starts pulling things out of the fridge. “You want blueberries? Strawberries? You can’t have the maple syrup” and he eventually found the tortilla shells. Cool, he likes eating tortilla shells sometimes, so I take one out of hte package and toss it back in the fridge. He gets all huffy and keeps pushing me away while he pulls out the tortillas again and hands them to me.

Now, I’m thinking “fine, we’ll leave them on the stove while you eat. They keep” but he’s back in the fridge pulling out the big bag of cheese.

“Wait, do you want a quesadilla?” and he starts hopping and dancing while handing me the cheese …

So I made him a quesadilla and he was happy for the piece he ate. Then he was done :o

Apparently I’m a short order cook, and he was spelling things out for me :o

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