Nice Try

Tonight Mallory needed to take 10 bites of a chicken (AHHHH!!) sandwich before she could have a treat. The boys were already outside enjoying their ice-cream sandwiches, so she was feeling a little rushed. (She decided not to start eating until after the meal was long over.)

I was doing the counting. It went like this, except you can insert a minute pause between each bite:

Me: "Bite number 1... OK good. Bite number 2... Good. Bite number 3... Good. Bite number 4... Good."
Mallory: "Mom, don't say 5 next, say 10."

It was a good attempt, but unfortunately for her, I went with "5." If you've seen her stickly little legs, you'd know she needs every bite she can get.