Simply Selby: Cake & Pizza

I picked out a shirt for Mallory to wear yesterday. It happened to have a small cupcake in the bottom corner that said "Sweet Like Mommy". (appropriate I know). This is how the conversation went:
7:30 a.m.
Mallory: Cake Mommy!
Me: Yes, it is!
Mallory: No, cake Mommy. I like cake. (in a very drawn out separated sentence)
Me: I know you like cake baby. Now let's get dressed so we can get going.
Mallory: Eat cake mommy.
Me: Oh, honey mommy doesn't have any cake. It's just on your shirt. Do you want to wear the cake shirt today?
Mallory: Yes.
And I quickly distract her.
5:15 p.m.I walk into her room at daycare.
Me: Hi baby! How was your day?
Mallory: Cake mommy.
Me: What? (thinking there is no way she is still talking about cake)
Mallory: I eat cake mommy.
Again, I quickly distract and talk about something else.
5:45 p.m. We walk in the door and start taking our coats off.
Me: Mommy has a surprise for you!!!
Mallory: Cake?
Me: (laughing) No honey, it's not cake. We are going to make pizza!!!
Mick: (giving me a weird look)
Mallory: No pizza. Cake!
Mick: (still giving me a weird look)
Me: Mallory I don't think mommy has cake. Would you like to make pizza? You can put your apron on and help mommy.
Mallory: Um....no. Cake mommy!
Mick: (looking through cabinet for cake)
Me: Let's get out the cheese. (she is a sucker for cheese)
Mallory: I like cake mommy. Eat cake.
Mick: (finds cake & icing---which is surprising because I don't bake. I didn't even know if I had a cake pan)
Mick, Mallory & Me: (we make cake)

NOTE TO SELF: Don't let Mallory wear a cupcake shirt unless you are prepared to make cake!!!

To finish the rest of the story...we made cake...and pizza. But of course we had to make the cake first. She did a great job with both. Although she ate half of her pizza before cooking. She is such a little chef! To top it off...she thought it was pretty neat that the cake was pink. (the only kind I had).

Happily stirring her pink cake.

Mallory's facial expression=Mommy is such a sucker. I got my cake.

What do you mean I can't eat it now? Oven? What's that?

Eating sauce!

Chef in the making.

Digging in for some cheese.

Putting in her mouth instead of the pizza.

Smilin' Pizza!

Mallory taking a big bite of pepperoni. "Spicy" she says.

Aunt Dana gave us a Curious George book about a pizza party. I saved it to read to her while our pizza(and cake) was baking. Mallory loved it. Her favorite part was when George got in trouble for making a mess.