Sushi and Cookies

Dear Delilah,

You walk around this house demanding sushi on a regular basis. Sometimes it's the first thing out of your mouth when you wake up in the morning. "Shushi!" My insistence that we don't have any sushi and that I can't make it appear out of thin air does nothing to quell your demands or extinguish your enthusiasm. "Shushi!" is a daily chorus around here, and it gives us the giggles every time.

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When I got home from work yesterday, you had a cookie in your hand. I raised an eyebrow at your father, and he said "She kept asking for sushi and cookies!" I was a bit confused as to when you learned the word "cookie", since they don't make a regular appearance at our house, and you hadn't had one recently. We didn't have any sushi, but we did have some "break and bake" cookie dough in the fridge (minus 10 crunchy mama points!), so your father popped a few in the oven. He told me that when he handed you a warm cookie and said "What's this?!" you just gave him a baffled look as if to say "how should I know what that's called?" before snatching it from his hand and scarfing it down. When he explained that it was a cookie, you exclaimed "cookie!" and picked up your "Shushi! Cookie!" chorus once again.

So now you know what a cookie is. The questions is, what were you asking for in the first place? Perhaps we'll never know.

Love,

Mama

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