THE SCENE: DINNER TABLE – LAST NIGHT – END OF DINNER
HH: MILK! I WANT MILK!
Me: That isn’t how you ask, you can be nicer.
Paul: Should we give her milk or maybe some I-C-E-C-R-E-A-M?
Me: I really don’t think she needs–
HH: NO, MOMMY! I WANT ICE CREAM!
Paul: How does she know that????
Me: I have no idea.
Paul: She is so smart!!! HH, how do you spell ice cream?
HH: (confidently) One, two.