Sometimes waiting for hot food to get edible is hard, especially when you are two.
This morning, I set his food down as usual:
“we have to wait a few minutes, it’s hot!”
“I know, it’s a pain.”
Then, I kinda forgot about it. I was cleaning the kitchen and all of a sudden, he runs in:
“MAMA, MAMA! IT’S GONE!”
“What’s gone, honey?!”
“THE HOT! THE HOT IS GONE! WE DID IT!”
…The hot is gone, indeed.
We did it.
Time heals all, friends. Even the hot.