Life With a Toddler: A Short Story

"All done!" Mila said as she handed me a lump of slobber-covered bread.

I grabbed the bread from her.

"More!" Mila said.

I handed the exact same piece of bread back to Mila.

"Thank you!" Mila said. Then, a minute later, "All done!"

I grabbed the bread from her.

"More!" Mila said.

I handed the exact same piece of bread back to Mila.

And repeat. For ten minutes. For ten minutes Mila rejected a piece of bread, then asked for a piece of bread, and then happily accepted the piece she had already rejected.

If insanity is defined as doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results, there should be a photo of a toddler next to the definition. Because yeah.