The other day I was eating breakfast with Will and Sydney. I was eating my usual cold cereal, while Sydney and Will were enjoying waffles (the frozen kind you toast, not homemade!)
After we had been eating for a while and were almost done, Will looked at me and said, “Mom, I ordered another waffle.”
Excuse me? He “ordered” one??
That’s right, my kids think of me as just their server!
