I made myself some corndogs for Breakfast. Yup, corndogs. Taly saw me eating them, and was very confused. Corndogs are for dinner, not breakfast. Then she asked if she could have one. I told her corndogs were not a breakfast food, and she'd be better having the breakfast I made her. Clearly my logic is way off based. After several plea's for a bite, I caved and let her have one bite. She did not return the corndog. lol.
Well if I'm going to eat one, I can't justify her not eating one. She bats her super long eyelashes and I melt. This child clearly has her daddy and me wrapped around her finger. Ugh.
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