Cereal for Mothers Day

“What are you going to get Mommy for Mother’s Day?”  I asked Hannah.

She looked at me, clearly deep in thought, her little bubba brain going a mile a minute.  “Cereal.”  She said matter of fact-ly.  “Mother’s Day!”

I asked her a day later.  “Hannah, what are you going to get Mommy for Mother’s Day?”

Her face was etched with thinking.  “Bar.”

“What kind of bar?”  She says bar for muesli bars, chocolate bars (not that she is allowed to have them), and fruit bars.

More thinking.  “Chocolate bar.  TWO bars!!”

I asked her pretty much every day for a week after that, and she always gave me the same answer.  “Two chocolate bars!”  Sounds good to me!

Except one day she looked at me all seriously and said “Peas.”  Ick.  Not that I don’t eat peas, I’m just not a huge fan…

Mother’s Day morning finally rolled around (yesterday.  Yeah, yesterday.  I had to think about that… baby brain!) and I awoke to Hannah jumping on me (via Daddy bringing her in to do just that) and wanting to give me presents.  Ok, that’s a lie.  I was already awake.  I just pretended to be asleep because she enjoys waking one of us up each weekend.

She handed me a Curly Wurly with a huge smile on her face.  “Mommy’s!” she told me.  She didn’t even say “have some.”  Yeah, she knew it was for me alright.

curly wurly

Aaron told me she picked it out all by herself.

Next she handed me some black forest Tim Tams.  mmmm….

And finally, she gave me a box of Lindt chocolate.  I accidentally saw the cereal when they bought it, so that was already in the cupboard.  No frozen peas (luckily).

Yeah, my daughter is awesome.

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