Apple drama

After some pasta, some string cheese, some bread and hummus, and some screaming, I prepared some delightful apple slices for my hot mess of a daughter. Then her mother walked in and undermined my apple-slicing authority.

Look at that apple-eating grin.


Upon seeing her mother's big-person apple, Lyla enthusiastically rejected my slices.

"Lyla, can you--"

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAH! AH-PULL!"

"Dan, just give her--"

"What, yours?"

"WAAAAAAH!"

"No, another one."

"Lyla, do you want a big apple?"

"WAAAAAAAAAAH! Yeah."