Here’s this morning’s conversation with V:
“V, what do you want for breakfast? Do you want cereal?”
“Do you want toast?”
“Ok, so what would you like?”
“Cake? but we don’t have any cake.”
Later in the morning I was leaving to run an errand while she stayed home with her grandfather. I said bye to her and she said, “Bye mommy. Buy cake.”
I have no idea where she’s getting the idea for cake. It’s not like we eat it every day. It makes me think about how I’m going to have to make her an impressive birthday cake for next week.