DD likes to read The Very Hungry Caterpillar.
Except it’s no so much reading as it is her flipping to Saturday’s page, pointing at each bit of food that caterpillar eats and having us name it.
Chocolate cake, ice cream, pickle…and so on.
And so I always say, “No wonder that caterpillar got a tummy ache!”
I don’t think she gets it. But I say it anyway. Every time.