Annika approaches: "Would you like some spaghetti?"
"Sure," I say.
"Here you go, my dear. Would you like some dirt?"
"No thank you," I say.
Annika is fast and loose with the compliments: "Wow, Mommy, I like your good manners!"
She continues, "Now you are tired of spaghetti. You want sushi. Here are your chopsticks. I better eat yourfood. I need a spoon. Is this salmon? I need to eat salmon. Can I try your masabi? (wasabi)...
I'm full. I will build a sandwich for myself... ...How about some pretend pickles? That will cheer you up!"