Anyway, since this is an Arabic speaking (and writing, duh) country, I don't always know what we're buying. It's kinda of like those mystery brown paper bags at the dollar store labeled 'boy' or 'girl'. Never know what might be inside! (No, I don't buy those... it's gotta be all the leftover junk, right?)
This one wasn't quite a mystery, cause it said "POPCORN" on the front in English. But it is that fake puffy kind of popcorn instead of the real stuff. Delicious! I love this stuff.
So do my kiddos. One day I gave Sweet N a bag of it, expecting her to wander around the house as she snacked, in classic toddler-snacking fashion. But instead she put the bag on the table, climbed up into her seat, grabbed a spoon and fed herself popcorn off the spoon.
She's such a little lady.
p.s. As I was writing this, my kiddos came back from a trip to the store for a treat with their Daddy. Girlie came back with a tiny box of chocolate milk and H came back with a bottle of water! A bottle of water?! He said "Tomorrow I might get chocolate milk, but today all I want is water."
Pardon me. What in the world?! What three year old boy just asks for a bottle of water for a treat?! Ha!
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