To keep Violet entertained while Christie was feeding Lila, I had Violet "help" me cook the tater tots. I pulled the baking pan out of the cabinet and put it on the counter. Violet entered cooking mode, which is basically bringing a chair to the counter to stand on. I ripped open the bag of frozen tots and said, "OK, Violet, we have to put some of these on the pan here."
Violet grabbed the tots and one-by-one put them on the pan. The process was so slow it was painful for me to watch. A minute passed and only three tots sat on the sheet.
"Violet, maybe you should pour them out of the bag, you know, so it'll go faster." I stepped out of the room for a minute and came back to see the whole bag of tots piled up in a mound in one corner of the baking pan. I guess I was asking for that result, really, asking her to "pour."
"Violet, how many of these are you going to eat? This looks like a lot."
Lately, Violet always has some kind of answer, regardless of the question. "Two," she says.
"Well, two isn't very many. We'll have to cook more than that." I put a bunch away and she helped me spread the rest out on the baking pan.
For some reason, Violet got her face right down to the counter to look at the tots up close. I did the same. then I smelled the tater tots. Then I made a show of sniffing her. I sniffed the tots again. I sniffed her again. "Violet, you smell like the tater tots." She really didn't, but I had to play with her.
Violet became indignant and said, "No! I'm a princess and not a potato!"
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