Making lunch

We have a running joke around here, that Emma is never hungry when I put food in front of her at the table. She is usually hungry every other second, especially right after I say it’s bedtime, or when we are in the middle of running errands, etc. Yesterday we were busy packing, and I made eggs for lunch. I asked her if she wanted some, and she said no. So I was very frustrated when I sat down to eat my eggs when she told me that she did want some. I said, “too bad.” Well, she wanted them bad enough that she made them herself. I was busy and she cleaned the egg pan all by herself. When she got to the part of turning the stove on, I stayed near enough to help when needed. But she pretty much made her own lunch. 

“I made a face.” 

She was very proud of herself, and she ate the whole thing.