Every day at lunchtime, I hear, "Mama, may I please have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?" (Yes, it really is phrased just like that, because he knows that if he doesn't ask nicely, the answer will definitely be "No.") Man, can they turn on the charm when it means the answer might be yes! Even at 9:30 in the morning, "Mama, may I please have a jelly bean?" Wow. Thanks for asking nicely, but the answer is still no.
Back to PB&J. For what seemed like forever, the question was followed with, "Can you cut it corner-corner?" Oh, did I ever LOVE that!! --especially before everything was enunciated so specifically and it came out more "core-core."
Somewhere along the line, he started asking for "goofy cuts." That basically means that you stick the knife in the sandwich and start cutting every which direction. Every once in a while, I do my best to outsmart him (please, no comments) and make the sandwich or the "goofy cuts" even before he gets in the room. It's SO delightful to see his face split into a huge grin, "Awww! You did goofy cuts!" Huh! It's like I've done this before or something! Mama can learn almost as quickly as kiddos, right?
In honor of fall and the much anticipated trip to the Pumpkin Farm, here's what we came up with yesterday:
Straight down the middle?
One diagonal cut?
Four squares? Four triangles?
You'd like a Dagwood instead?