May 26, 2009 07:10
The following conversation occurred the other day between me and the girl child. At an early hour of the morning which always makes trying to counteract her logic somewhat more problematic for me.
Me: *checks her lunch after she's packed it (I don't do this often, she's actually very good about packing a healthy lunch, but this particular morning I had noticed that half a pound cake was missing)
Me: *discovers in two bags, what looks like two very large hunks of pound cake and removes one of them* Child, you cannot take half a pound cake for lunch.
Her: I didn't!!
Me: *dangles the huge hunk in front of her* This a quarter of a pound cake. There's another one just like it in your lunch box still.
Her: You need to put that back, it's my sandwich!
Me: o.O It's not a sandwich it's a hunk of poundcake.
Her: But I put jelly in it!
Me: *examines, and discovers that actually she is quite correct, each bag contained two large slices of pound cake with a generous helping of grape jelly slathered between them* Okay... but, see, this is not bread.
Her: It looks like bread!
Me: But... it's not. It's pound cake. Dessert.
Her: But it comes out of a bread-tin therefore it must be for making sandwiches.
Me: No! It is dessert!
Her: *hands on hips* Well how was I supposed to know that?!
Me: .... the fact that it's called cake? The fact that we had it for dessert last night?
*facepalm*
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