Sarah: Mommy, I want Happy Birthday pancakes this morning.
Me: Ok – I’ll make them.
Mommy starts to get up to head to the kitchen.
Sarah: Now, Mommy. I want birthday pancakes now!
Me: I have to cook them Sarah.
Sarah: Oh…. Mommy, can you put me on my chair so I can have my birthday pancakes now?
Me: Yes, Sarah.
Sarah: Mommy, are they ready.
Mommy resists look of frustration at her 3 year old.
Sarah: Mommy, I can make them faster.
Me: I bet you could.
Mommy prepares the pancakes with a steady stream of Sarah chatter in the background.
Mommy serves pancake.
Sarah: I want cream.
Mommy gets cream.
Sarah: I want sprinkles.
Mommy gets sprinkles.
Sarah: No, I’LL DO IT!
Mommy lets her do it and she spills the entire bottle on the counter, partially hitting the pancake.
Sarah: Sorry, Mom.
Me: It’s OK, sweetie.
Sarah: Mommy, can I have a fork?
Mommy gets fork.
Sarah: Can I have a knife?
Mommy gets knife.
Sarah: Can I have a napkin?
Mommy gets napkin.
Me: Anything else honey?
Sarah: No, Mommy.
Mommy starts to walk away.
Sarah: Mommy, I dropped my napkin.
Mommy gets fallen napkin.
Me: All good now, Sarah?
Sarah: Yes, mommy.
Mommy walks away again…
Sarah: Mommy, can I have water?
Mommy gets her water.
Sarah: Mommy, can you cut my pancake up?
Mommy cuts…
Sarah: Smaller.
…and cuts
Sarah: Smaller.
…and cuts.
Me: All Good?
Sarah: Yup!
Should Mommy walk away??
Sarah: Mommeee….
Mommy sits down, watches Sarah eat and gives her what she really needs… a little attention.
That Sarah’s so demanding of you (lol)….but so sweet :-) This post makes me want some pancakes. Can you make me some too? ;-) Love you!