How Baby

The full conversation was something like:

Momo, leaping off the couch guiltily: Hi, mom!
Me: …good morning. Are you eating candy.
Momo: …………………. yes.
Me: Wow. You made breakfast all by yourself?
Momo: …………………….no.
Me: So you’re eating candy before breakfast.
Momo:
Me:
Momo: ………………sorry, mom.

And then I took her to school and came home and ate a bunch of her candy with my morning coffee, because she’s never had an older sibling and didn’t pick up the defense strategy of taking an inventory of her candy like I did, haha.

…was that just me? That might have just been me. I was an idiosyncratic child.