We were on our vacation over the weekend, the NOAH albinism conference in Las Vegas. More on that in other posts.
During a slow morning, Jasmine and I were the only ones awake, and she was getting hungry. I'd purchased a box of Cheerios as well as other supplies when we were getting settled in, so I poured a handful of little O's onto the table and told her to eat some.
She munched a couple, then looked up to me. "Can I have a bowl, Dad?"
I told her no, we didn't have a bowl here at the hotel.
She munched a few more, then looked up again. "Can I have milk, Dad?"
I told her no again. We just had Cheerios and a few other things. We'd get a better breakfast later.
She ate one more O, and then sighed as she looked up one last time. "Can we go home now? Go home and get a bowl?"
Well, we had a great time at the conference. And when we came home, she got a bowl of Cheerios, with milk. And a spoon!
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