Ella: Mom, what's that smell!
Me: What smell?
Ella: The smell that's in my nose.
Me: I don't know. What does it smell like?
Ella: Peanut butter and dragon berry jelly sandwiches.
Me: Do you want some?
Ella: No.
Later.
Ella (eating a plain glazed donut): Mom, this donut tastes like peanut butter! It's good.
I wonder what the sudden interest in peanut butter is all about. We don't really eat peanut butter at our house (maybe twice in the last year), and she's mentioned it twice in less than 24 hours. I offered her Pb & dbj* sandwiches for lunch, but she politely declined. I guess she just wants to talk about it, not eat it.
*dbj=dragon berry jelly: Anything purple, and slightly berry-ish is a dragon berry at our house. (A remnant of Ella's "Dragon Tales" watching days).
1 comment:
It's so funny where they come up with things - makes you wonder what is going through their heads
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