My little girl likes to have a big “cup” full of hot cocoa every morning. But, this morning she asked for two things, hot cocoa AND vegetable beef soup. Brooklynn is know as the food waster, so I tell her that she doesn’t need both, because usually the hot cocoa will make her full and full for a couple hours. But for some reason (maybe because I has just gotten up) I decided I would fix her both. Nothing like some good old fashioned Vegetable beef soup, yum. So I fix her hot cocoa first, a smaller portion than usual since I want her to be able to eat both. When I end up bringing her the bowl of soup, I noticed that she’s 3/4 done with the cocoa and I start to get worried. Anyway, so I go sit down for a moment, drink some coffee and read. A few minutes later, I hear her jumping on the couch saying, “look, my belly is big, do you wanna see?!” Now, this usually means she’s done or not hungry anymore, so I get up and go check her bowl and she’s eaten about 2 potatoes. As I’m grabbing her bowl to put away, she runs up to the table and says she’s gonna eat now, but I tell her no and explain to her that having the 2 things to eat is just too much for her. So, after putting the soup away and walk out of the kitchen, I notice that she’s pounding the last 1/4 of her now warm hot cocoa. That’s my little girl, Ms. Ridiculous.
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