Yesterday, Pearl and I made breakfast. She cooked the bacon and helped me make pancakes. She measured the flour, baking powder, sugar, and other ingredients. She also helped flip the pancakes. After getting the meal together, we sat down to eat. As is custom in our home, we had a mixture of fruits to go with breakfast. One of which was blueberries. In Texas, Pearl used to love eating blueberries. Since coming to England, she has boycotted many fruits including blueberries. So yesterday at the end of the meal, Susie and I tried to get Pearl to eat one blueberry.
Needless to say, Pearl got very upset and we were persistent. In the end, Pearl left the table and went up to her room. After about a half hour she stormed downstairs dressed with shoes and bags and declared ‘she was running away’. I asked her where she was running away to, and she said ‘the garage’. After about fifteen minutes, she came back and said the garage was too dirty. I suggested she sweep it, and she asked if I would setup the tent. So, I setup the tent with her, and it began drizzling. During which, I suggested for a proper run away she should learn to setup the tent on her own. She thought the tent setup was a bit complex. She was in and out of the house four to five times in the afternoon. In the end, she ate the blueberry and slept in her own bed.
