Carmen has a sixth sense - a chocolate sense. I guess she's doomed, being the daughter of a chocoholic, but still!! You can literally be on the other side of the house from her, and you'll open a candy bar ever so quietly, and she'll hear it and come running.
"More?! MORE?!" she'll demand.
"More" is Carmen's word for "give me some of that food" when she can't say the name of the food. Her current other food words are: cheese, nani (banana), wawoo (water), kwakoo (cracker), cookie, juice, and mock (milk).
She really likes eating the freeze-dried strawberries out of my Special K cereal (waaah!) and she'll pull the bag off of the shelf and come up to me and say, "More? More?" IT'S SO CUTE I CAN'T RESIST.
Here's Carmen hanging out at the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory yesterday. I really wanted a candy apple and Mark got some chocolate, since he's allergic to apples (sad days!!)
PS. Did you know they can cut up candy apples?! I feel stupid for not thinking about this before. I was staring at my chocolate and pecan encrusted caramel apple, thinking, "Hm, how am I going to get into this without rubbing chocolate all over my nose and looking like a horse?" and the girl at the counter was like, "Want me to slice the apple for you?" and I thought, "YOU ARE A GENIUS. MY PROBLEM IS SOLVED!" and there was much rejoicing. She just stuck the apple down on the counter and cut it into sixths around the stick. IT WAS AWESOME.
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