How many times...

OK...twice in one day...what can I say. This is blog worthy.
The conversation went alittle
like this...

Me - Lily what would you like to
have for lunch today?

Lily - Mac n cheese and a hot dog.

Me - Do you want one hot dog...or
two?

Lily - TWO!! Not cut up mom...
leave them big.

Me - OK...two it is.

**pause for cooking time** While
paused...I realize that I really don't
want to give her the hot dog whole.
She eats a bit like a caged animal and the whole choking thing is a
very big possibilty!!

Me - Lily come eat your lunch.

Lily - OK, mom....Were's my hot dogs?

Me - They are coming in just a minute...be patient!

Lily - UGH!!

Me - Here ya go...you might want to eat your hot dog first...your mac n cheese is still
pretty hot. (as I turn back to the sink...this is what I hear)

Lily - (very loud UGGHHH!) MOM!! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU
NOT TO CUT MY HOT DOGS...I WANT THEM BIG! (I turn around and look at her, and
before I can say anything...i get this) MOM!!! REALLY....HOW MANY TIMES!!!!

Seriously!! If she is like this at 3...what in the world am I going to do in another 10 years??

Needless to say....she ate the cut up hot dog...but complained the whole time!

**the pic is from her first day of school. I felt like I should have pinned some type of warning
for the teacher to her shirt...I hope they know what they have gotten themselves into with
this little monkey!