From the dinner table
We were eating pizza and my eldest was systematically removing the pepperoni from the top of her slice. Under her breath I heard her mutter, “I don’t eat dots.”
We were eating pizza and my eldest was systematically removing the pepperoni from the top of her slice. Under her breath I heard her mutter, “I don’t eat dots.”
Heh heh. I love the way that kids look at the world.