You don’t dunk your teddybear into your tea.

This week my daughter has been talking like her Teddy is real.
Conversations like this:
Mummy, Teddy is hungry
What would Teddy like to eat?
Teddy doesn’t eat he doesn’t have a mouth!
Then why did Teddy say he was hungry?
Teddy didn’t say that, he doesn’t have a mouth!

I couldn’t argue with that logic. Perhaps she will grow up to be an engineer..

So I served her a Teddy lunch. Although it scared me a little.. but what came out of my daughters mouth when she saw it was a WOWEEE and that was it.. lunch was gobbled up.

On the menu:
Teddybear Egg Mayonnaise Sandwich (Using a Teddybear Cutter - coloured in with Foodoodlers)
Cheese and Salami (Using a mini Teddybear Cutter)
Sliced Apple
Trail Mix: Popcorn, Raisins, Peanuts

Served on the Fire Engine Plate.

Do you think my Teddybear sandwich is scary?