the mind of a two-year-old

Breakfast time is Malcolm's time to choose what he wants to eat.

Will it be oatmeal?

Or maybe cereal and milk?

Bananas?

Kiwi?

Grapes?

Scrambled eggs?

Some toasted raisin bread?

Graham crackers?

He truly "pulls the strings" and makes his selection.

That is why I was thoroughly confused when he (through signing) occasionally requested "airplane bread."

What the heck is that?

Airplane bread?

Something he remembers from our Thanksgiving trip to Jamaica?

Nope, as it turns out, it is just plain old wheat bread (not toasted, not fancy, just plain).

Yes, plain (plane!!) bread.

This kid is simultaneously too smart and too funny!