Jasmine’s First Sandwich
by Sparks In Shadow
Eleven-month-old Jasmine, even without teeth, loved peanut butter and jam sandwiches as much as I did. I fed her milk-soaked spoonfuls. We were lucky she wasn’t allergic.
When I fed her, she tapped her highchair tray and hummed. One day, she thought I took too long. She yelled for more. I rewarded three impatient shouts, then said, “No. Say ‘more please.’”
Looking quizzical, she studied me, then straightened in her chair and labored over the words, “Mo-ay pee-ehz,” with new light in her eyes.
I smiled. “That’s right.”
She continued her reverie, pausing at intervals to practice her new skill.