Rice Christmas Trees

Anyone who has young children close together knows that often the children understand each other's languages better than parents. Such is the case with Noelle and Corom. Noelle often says, "No mom, that's not what Corom said, he said this..." Corom will smile his approving smile and I can tend to the request. Today the boys and I were eating lunch and my "Corom interpreter" was at school. Corom was trying to tell me something about a Christmas tree and pointing to the kitchen counter. I kept trying to guess what he was referring to and he started to cry in frustration. Finally I said, "Corom if you want me to help you, you have to stop crying so I can understand." He wiped his eyes and said, "I WANT RICE CHRISTMAS TREES!" Noelle had had Rice Krispies for breakfast and they hadn't made their way to the pantry. Needless to say, he got a bowl full of Rice Christmas Trees for an after-lunch dessert. If Noelle had been here, she would have guessed the request and there wouldn't have been any tears. Something tells me that Rice Krispies will have a new name at our house!