Plumster was not feeling well yesterday. I decided to make her chicken soup, followed by one of her favorite desserts: cupcakes! I would like to say that her favorite cupcake is the one lovingly prepared by me from scratch. But no, she prefers the mini dozens that come in a clear box from our local supermarket.
Me: Plum, after you finish your chicken soup, you can have a cupcake.
Plum, eyes lit up: Cupcake! The mini ones that I like?
Me, feeling triumphant: Yes!
Plum: Can I have two?
Me, now a little irritated: Two? I give you an inch and now you want a yard!
Plum, without missing a beat: Mommy, I am only asking for two inches! If I were to ask for a yard, I’d ask for thirty six cupcakes.