Reagan crawled into bed with me this morning.
"Mom, I want those flat things for breakfast."
"Flat?"
"You know. You put syrup on them?"
"Dutch Baby?"
"No! They're like waffles kind of?"
"Pannukakkua?"
"No! They're round!"
Uhhhhhhhh.... PANCAKES???
"Yes. Pancakes. Can we have pancakes for breakfast?"
She forgot the word pancake? The thing she asks for breakfast every.single.day???
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