When the 5-year-old asks to make something "new" for breakfast, a mother may well be tempted to ask an eye-rolling, battle-experienced, sarcastic, "What could possibly go wrong?"
Surprisingly little, actually. What can I say, the kid likes fruit.
He *was* a little bummed when I reminded him that we (mostly he!) had eaten all of the cantaloupe last night. And he couldn't understand why I was perfectly happy to donate black raspberries from our garden but not zucchini. So I micromanaged just a little. But mostly, I just played sous chef and let him run the show.
Thanks, C, for a great meal and an even better memory. ♥