Oh, I wanted to let y'all know it wasn't a fluke or one time chance thing. Our girl does know, recognize, and love camembert cheese. If you're a regular blog reader, you know she developed a taste for it in June when we were in Paris (Ah, Paris! *sigh*) and called it by name there. (Well, we considered "Camma! Camma!" combined with a definitely reaching toward it as close enough to count.)
Yesterday I was shopping at a bigger grocery store than our local one and found the same brand we'd gotten in France (President), so I picked it up. Once we got home and I was putting away the groceries, we decided to test her to see if she remembered.
Mr. Kluges: Pumpkin, what's this? (Holding up the round wooden box-thing of cheese.)
Pumpkin: Cheese.
Me: What kind of cheese, hon?
Pumpkin: Camma. Want! Please.
4 years ago
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