7am: Pizza o’clock

Babess sat in her highchair this morning, made her devastatingly-cute face at me and said, “Pizza?  Pwease, Mama, I have pizza?”

Not what's for breakfast

It gave me pause, but I figured it out.  We sometimes have tinned fruit at breakfast.  A day or two ago, she had some peaches.  Close enough.  But we didn’t have any peaches left this morning, so she had an alternative.

She liked the other option so much that soon she was asking “More o’clock?  More o’clock?”  I was tempted to reply that we all want more hours in our day…  then I looked at the tin.

Apricots.

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5 Responses to “7am: Pizza o’clock”

  1. leechbabe Says:

    LOL so much fun interpreting child speak.

    I rather like left over pizza for breakfast but I’d never give it to my kids – want it all for me 😉

  2. Stimey Says:

    Love that description: “devastatingly cute.”

    Based on this, I’d say it’s true. 🙂

    • Kate @ upsidebackwards Says:

      Her “cute face” is a weapon so potent that we need an export licence to take her out of the country.

  3. whymommy Says:

    Nice. More o’clock indeed!

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