Elizabeth has been asking me for snacks all afternoon.Â Since we joined a produce co-op this week (and got our first delivery yesterday), I keep asking her if she’d like some fruit.Â She said yes, so I got her an apple.Â (She’s also already had some yogurt bites and a hot dog.)
But she kept asking me for fruit.Â “Mama, I need some FRUIT.Â I need some fruit!”Â So I asked if she’d like some strawberries or peaches.Â She answered “no, I need some fruit!”Â I told her that strawberries and peaches ARE fruit.Â She wrinkled up her forehead and kept asking for fruit.
Then I realized that she was asking for fruit snacks.Â She used to call them candies (which, let’s be frank, they are), but the other day, I called them fruit snacks in front of her and she started calling them fruit.
I told her that we don’t have any fruit snacks.Â So she told me that she’d type on my computer instead.Â So, I present a post by Elizabeth the Great:
b n jwomd doa lwi39034sjkp sel 929 sdfk
(B is for baby.Â N is for noodle.Â The rest was just her typing random keys.)