Keeping the Salami Safe

Margaret has reached that age when she thinks that grocery shopping is made infinitely more fun by being able to hold something in the front of the cart (when she isn’t “helping” by rocking Ellie’s carseat, or introducing herself to passing strangers).

And she likes to hold things that she likes.

So tonight she held the salami, because she adores salami.  And since she’s still working on pronunciation, she called it “yami” and talked about how yami was yummy, and it made me giggle.  But not as much as her protective pose.

And when I snapped a picture, I got a look that said “what?  What’s out of the ordinary?  Everyone gives their salami a big hug, silly.”