This morning after I heated waffles in the oven, I decided to go ahead and put together a cake while the oven was still on. So, I ended up with a fully chocolate frosted yellow cake before 10am! (Yes, I felt quite domesticated).
The kids and I enjoyed a piece after lunch. Poor Drue is always the LAST one still eating. And, sad to say, I don't usually sit with her until she finishes. I loaded the lunch dishes in the dishwasher as she was eating the last few bites of her cake.
"Drue, what is your favorite kind of cake?" I asked.
With a big chocolate grin she said, "FROSTING!".
Tonight after she cleared her supper plate she asked for "more please". Not sure if she was wanting more of everything or just one specific item, I asked, "What do you want more of?".
"More salt...with some chicken on it," was her reply.