B has taken to asking for B’nana Bwead (banana bread) almost every morning for breakfast…he typically asks for the bread and then boosts himself up into his chair and waits for help getting buckled in.
From his chair he will say “b’nana bread pweese!” (I’ll admit the tone of his requests are often whiney which mean we have several exchanges about using a happy voice and manners before the bread even makes it to the table).
When he finally utters “May I haav b’nana bwead pweese” we fold our hands, pray (his eyes typically remain opened as he can’t seem to take his eyes off of his breakfast waiting to be enjoyed)…and then dig in!!!
The other morning, he brought his book to the table. As he ate, he ‘read’ as if he was catching up on the day’s current events.
After the bread is finished, we typically hear “Get don pweese”…which means he is all done and it’s time for Ella to come clean the crumbs off of the chair and floor.
Happy Wednesday.
Be blessed.
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