Conversations with Breckin
August 6, 2008
Yesterday morning, I made Breckin and Arwyn star shaped pancakes. For fear that Breckin would lose it if I cut his star up, I left each star in tact. He was attempting to cut his star up so he could eat it when we had the following exchange of words.
Breckin: Mommy, I can’t do it. I need my star cut up.
Me: Just one second and I will come and cut your star up.
Breckin: (becoming increasingly exasperated as he is trying to cut his star up without success) Mommy! I can’t work like this!
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