Pizza and Wings

Tonight we ordered pizza and wings becuase the thought of making dinner made me want to lie down and cry.

We ordered Pizza Hut. When it arrived Cita emerged out of her pink cave. She came into the kitchen to get her dinner. I had already plated it for her--because that is what we do. She came as far as the threshold to the kitchen. Kate handed her plate to her and Mom barked, "Can I have a wing?" Still standing a good 5 feet from where the pizza and wings were sitting on the kitchen counter. Kate and I stood with baffled faces wondering if she would walk up to the counter so we could some on her plate. She did not budge. I finally said, "Can you come closer?" Her reply, "I guess!"