I make breakfast for CassiJo on most mornings.
It's a game with a fine line. I have to use psychology sometimes to get her to eat something healthy.
The other day she kept refusing "oaties", but when I added "hot chocolate" to the menu she offered a resounding YES with added head nod.
I sat the oatmeal in front of her within 3 minutes (yes, microwaved).
Although there is some question as to who makes the best oaties in the house the timing of setting the bowl in front of her caused this reacton:
GOODNESS dad, you're already done making the oaties?
Yes, honey. Dad's got it going on!
She looked up at me and then down at the perfectly microwaved bowl of oaties.
Mom doesn't have it going on!
She realized she may have said something unforgivable against the MOMMY and soon added:
I think both mom and you are the best cooks in the house. Both of You.
I can accept that.