My sister comes bearing gifts whenever she comes, and she came this morning. She comes about once a week, so the littles now have a Pavlovian response to that knock on the door, immediately peering into every crevasse of her every limb for something other than her purse. And if they are unsuccessful in that search, the purse gets tossed. I blame my sister for this behavior. She has trained them well, and they only behave this way with her. So I kindly open the door for her, then depart to another room until the treasure hunt has reached it's conclusion.
Today she brought a red shiny bag, which had Po and Cam jumping. She told them that there were eight items in the bag, and asked them how many each of them should receive.
"Eight," Po shouted.
"Yeah, eight," came the echo.
"Nope, try again," Auntie said. She held up four fingers on each hand. "If half are for Po and half are for Cam, how many do each of you get?'
"OH! Four," Po calculated.
"Yeah, four," came the echo.
The bag went onto the floor, and the crowd went wild. The quickly figured out that the four Avengers cups were for Po and the four Disney Princess (should "Princess" REALLY be capitalized, here?) cups were for Cam.
"Great!" I said, with a slight roll of my eyes." Auntie D can help you clean those out today so you can drink out of them."
Auntie D turned to me while the littles were stacking their cups and said "don't worry, they are BPA-free. I made sure."
Sweet.
"I'm gonna show these to Daddy!" Po ran with his cups and stacked them all outside the glass shower door and waited for Daddy to wipe the soap out of his eyes. "Daddy! There's Iron Man, and The Hulk...and...and...they're all PB&J-free!"
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