We just took a cab going to, where else? Market! Market!
On the third hour we were there, I asked her,
"Monica, where do you want to eat?
She answered,
"Pancake house"
WOW!! I swear to God, I didn't teach her that. Not even my mother, I asked her too. I think it will forever be a mystery to me.
Once seated in Pancake House, I asked my 2 year old what she wanted,
"Cheese with pancake"
I laughed about it because I really haven't seen her eat cheese. Well, except for cream cheese. Which doesn't really taste too much of the traditional cheese.
I was checking the menu for my order, and lo and behold!
There really was Pancake with cheese!!
Maybe she just felt like saying cheese but I highly doubt it.
I can't remember eating there with her and ordering that.
I swear!
While eating her pancake and I was having my Cinnamon toast, she faced me and said
"Mommy, look, two. I can do two already."
I couldn't help but smile.
She has been practising that even before she turned two. Must be hard. And now, she does it so easily.
Ignore that smile, she does that to tease me. She knows I hate that kind. The dad calls it sakmol or underbite in English.
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