Kiera: Mommy- stop the car! My heart stopped beeping!
Melia (while buttering her toast): Mommy, this is the good butter. I didn't like the bad butter.
Me: Who has bad butter?
Melia: We do. When I got some out of the fridge, I saw it. It's the white butter. I tried it and it tasted kind of wierd.
(I have no idea. We always use salted butter.)
And then, yesterday, at Andrea and Jayden's shower... Kiera was thoroughly enjoying her free access to the goodies. Olives, carrots, bread, and punch. To my utter horror, someone caught her sipping from the ladle instead of her cup. Oh dear.... But, what do I do? The damage is already done! Blech! Thankfully it was at the end of the party and not the beginning.
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