Already, my child possesses the ability to detect the presence of anything carbolicious lurking in the nearby vicinity. Blueberry muffins, cupcakes, toast, you name it. All you have to do is bring her within a few feet of said item and she automatically points to it and assumes an air of great desperation.
Usually I try to keep her encounters with sugar-loaded items to a minimum, but birthdays are an exception. For her birthday, Eva got her very own cupcake, complete with icing. Sensing that somehow the presence of such a sweet treat might be an unusual occurrence, she gobbled it up as fast as possible. Later, we swept up the crumbs, naively thinking that the remaining cupcakes would go largely ignored.
But no. The next day when Scott came home and asked me if we had any cupcakes left, Eva looked right at the container where they’d been stored and pointed right at them. Apparently, we not only need to start hiding treats, we need to spell them out when referencing them in conversation.
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