Anyway, the consesus was for her to break the eggs into the bowl.. she breaks one, spills half the egg on the counter and splits.
Only to reappear when this was ready.
A dollop of butter, a kiss of jam.
And she completes the arduous task of scooping the ice -cream onto it. And sits down and digs in.
Sigh.. I am never making a cook out of this one. But she scores tops in class... even in Tamil and BM that she only started learning about a year ago!!!
So when she saw this the day before, she claimed her 'reward' (one of many to come, I'm sure)
I had to humour her..
Two inches is as high as it goes..
(Parental wisdom : Those early years, when you think a couple of Barbie dolls and Fairytopia VCDs won't do no harm.. will come back to you in many, unexpected ways!)
an 8 years old's fulfilled wish..
