Liam has eaten maybe 4 or 5 waffles in his life. He loves them. The only problem is that if he sees me getting one out of the freezer he doesn’t understand why it’s not on his plate by the time he runs to the table. This has resulted in him eating far fewer waffles than he would like (from what I can tell he’d eat one every day if I’d let him). So it was a surprise to me this morning when I sneakily pulled one out of the freezer and threw it in the toaster oven while he wasn’t looking and he promptly marched over to the counter where the toaster oven lives, looked me straight in the eye while pointing emphatically to the toaster oven and said “wafa?”
Man, I love this age.