Lex is the first of my kids who has had an opinion (at this age, anyway) about breakfast. Almost every morning when I am picking out a box of cereal for her, I hear a repeated "mm-mmm" until I guess right and pull out the kind she wants. As soon as I hear her enthusiastic "yeah!" I know we're in business. It's become a funny little morning tradition.
Then there's the less-funny afternoon tradition of Lexa picking out her own box of cereal and dumping it all over the floor, thanks to those infernal plastic chairs that I finally returned to the playroom.
There is no winning in Motherhood, is there?
Nope, there isn't. And it doesn't get any better the older they get. Sorry.
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