Sharing

FF came home from gan a few days ago with a special Tu B'Shvat cupcake. (He insists on calling the holdiay Too Bee B'Shabbat, which drives me nuts, but that's besides the point.) It was a white cupcake topped with chocolate syrup, green sprinkles, and three toothpicks, each holding three pink mini-marshmallows. All in all, a very cute and age-appropriate little flower arrangement.

Giving me all the nachas, FF entered the house and declared: "This is my cupcake from gan to share with BSM!" Impressively, he didn't eat the cupcake before BSM came home.

Once BSM arrived, FF took off the paper and asked me to cut the cupcake. Having learned a thing or two about assumptions and preschoolers, I rested the knife on the top of the cupcake and without cutting, asked, "Do you want me to cut the cupcake like this?"

Naturally, FF said no. So I rotated the cupcake by about 45 degrees, again rested the knife on top, and again asked. Again, the answer was no. FF, being a clever child, didn't let me get all the way around the cupcake before setting me straight: pointing to a spot about halfway down the cupcake, he said, "Like this."

So I verified that FF wanted me to cut the cupcake around its equator, explained that I would give BSM chocolate syrup and sprinkles on his half, too, and cut the cupcake so FF got the entire top half.

BSM, bless him, thought it was funny instead of heartbreaking, and still thought it was funny when he pointed to the marshmallow sticks and asked for one, and FF very generously gave him one marshmallow.

I'm so proud of my kids.