I went up stairs to get Matt after a nap a few weeks ago and this is what I was greeted with:
Me: Hi Matt!
Matt: Mumma, really. want. pancakes. No raisins... No Cheerios. Pankcakes.
Me: Oookay!
Then we go downstairs, I give him his pancakes (how could I refuse??), and he says to me:
"Mumma. Really want apple juice. No water... no milk. Apple juice."
Well, at least the kid knows what he wants!!
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