Neapolitan Pie.
The first time I made it Etta was kind of paying attention to what I was doing, but not any more so than when I do any kind of cooking. She was eating and really more focused on that.
But when I was finished with the first layer she got to "lick" the spatula. That sugar kick, it really reels a kid in. When making the two layers I don't quite use the entire bowl of pudding. There happens to be just enough to put in a little sundae cup. For the next few days she got to have a bit of pudding with her afternoon snack.
The day I gave her chocolate pudding I thought that she would enjoy feeding herself.
Boy, did she ever.
Don't want to miss one bit.
More please!
