Just another week in the life

A recent conversation with Leah. She's sitting on the toilet, I'm standing next to her. 
                Leah, while pointing at some object: "what's this?". 
                Me: "It's a cup"
                Leah, while pointing at another object: "what's this?"
                Me: "It's a bigger cup". 
                Leah, pointing at yet another object: "what's this?"
                Me: "this is a box".
                Leah, in a very proud tone: "that's right!" 
Thanks kid!  I knew I could do it.

Today, after picking her up from preschool, I needed to stop by the bank.  She was whining something about ice cream, because apparently on thursday, to commemorate "snowman day", the children will be having ice cream.  Except Leah wanted her ice cream today, and had no intention of waiting until thursday.  To get her mind off ice cream, I offered to buy her a scone in a bakery next to the bank.  She was very excited, even though, as far as I know, she has never had a scone, and has no idea what it is.

I asked the salesgirl to cut the scone into 4 pieces, and gave 1 to leah, with the remaining three being safely hidden in a brown bag.  While we were walking to the car, i asked her to let me try a bit.  She said
no, and suggested I eat some soup instead.  Or more accurately, she said "no, you have your soup".  When i pointed out that I don't want soup, but I want the scone, she then said that I should have some of Nicholas'.. cheeks.  I guess I should stop making jokes about how I want to chomp on the baby's cheeks, lest someone use that fact against me!