Ella’s snack for this afternoon consisted of 4 pieces of cheese, a few crackers, and some dried bananas. She ate the cheese first and immediately asked for “moor cheese peas.” I suggested that she eat the rest of her snack first. Apparently, this suggestion was the worst news she had ever received, in her entire life.
15 minutes later, after repeatedly throwing herself on the floor and kicking the walls, Tom came home. Mid-scream, she stopped. It was like she was afraid of showing Daddy her “other side.” After I told him what all the commotion was about, he nodded in understanding and summed up in one, perfect statement.
“The power of cheese.”