Midnight snack

As mentioned before Ella doesn't like to eat when she should eat. Last night at 11:45pm she came into the living room and wanted a snack.

Prince C offered her the chicken breast that was in the fridge. She got excited and ran to get it. Then after a couple minutes she came back into the living room and asked:

Ella: Daddy, can you heat this up? It's cold. Um, I don't really care if you want to or not. Like, if you don't want to get up, I don't care.

Prince C: What?

Can you heat this up? I don't care if you want to or whatever.

What? That is so rude. What are you trying to say?

Uh, can you heat this up. In the microwave? If you don't want to, I don't care.

me: Ella, honey are you trying to say that you don't mind if he doesn't want to...that you will eat it cold if he doesn't want to get up?

Yes.

Prince C: Ok, well that isn't what you are saying. We need to work on that.

xxoo,

Frootie!