San was enjoying the Tres Leches cake slice that we bought for her yesterday. There was a little sprinkle of nuts (or whatever it was) on the icing.
San (while driving her spoon around the 'nutty' portion): San won't eat this Jeera (Cumin seeds), Mommy!
Me: Those are nuts, San, not Jeera.
San: I can't eat the nuts, Mommy! I'm not a squirrel. I'm just a girl!
And these days, to get me off the laptop, she breaks into this (with very innocent eyes and hands on her tummy) - "I'm hungry, Mommy. Please give me some food. Really hungry, Mommy! Please, Mommy, please!" And this, almost all the time, melts my little heart! Sigh!
San (while driving her spoon around the 'nutty' portion): San won't eat this Jeera (Cumin seeds), Mommy!
Me: Those are nuts, San, not Jeera.
San: I can't eat the nuts, Mommy! I'm not a squirrel. I'm just a girl!
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And these days, to get me off the laptop, she breaks into this (with very innocent eyes and hands on her tummy) - "I'm hungry, Mommy. Please give me some food. Really hungry, Mommy! Please, Mommy, please!" And this, almost all the time, melts my little heart! Sigh!