The other day she convinced me that we needed to get cupcakes for our picnic. I am a soft touch, particularly when I have both children in the grocery store and they are behaving beautifully. So we got cupcakes. And Margaret loved them.
Ellie, on the other hand, was very, very suspicious.
I like the way she tells her cupcake where to get off. But I'm not sure what sort of child rejects a cupcake. It worries me.