“Today is a good day for a picnic, Mommy. I thinks we should has cake.”
“What kind of cake?”, I asked Alma.
“Okay, I can make chocolate.”
“Or… maybe stwawberry…Or Wed Velvet.”
“Okay, which would you prefer?”
“Let me thinks about it, Mommy.”
Alma sat in silence, and I could tell she was deep in thought.
“Okay,” she said. “I mades a decision.”
“What did you decide?”
“I decides that we will has them all.”
I giggled. “Alma, we can’t have all those cakes.”
“Sure we cans, Mommy! You asked me to decide and I is! Remember when you told me to choose one toy, and I couldn’t, so we got them both?”
I knew where this was going. I did do that. “Yes,” I said… “but that’s not something we will make a habit of.”
“Well… When you can’t choose one cake, you gets all the cake, Mommy. Dats just how it is.”