Strange Requests

You get some strange requests as a mom sometimes. Lili decided she wanted a Vans Blueberry Waffle with breakfast. Fine. She used to love them frozen, which is how she requested it this morning. Okay. But she wanted butter. After I explained that if she wanted butter it would have to be warmed in the toaster so that the butter would melt, she decided it would be okay to have a warm waffle. After telling me fifteen times that she was sure the waffle was done, when it actually WAS done I asked her if she would like it cut up or if she wanted to try to pick it up and eat it like toast. Her final request?

"Cut in small triangles, please. But don't cut the butter."