Mommy, Fork!

For breakfast today, my daughter was having a big bowl of yummy organic strawberries, eaten with her fork. I then went back to the kitchen to get myself a cup of tea to soothe my aching throat (I have a nasty cold that I may have caught from the kids), when I heard her yell, "Mommy, fork!" As all moms do, I rushed back to the livingroom in a panic to find out the cause of her distress.
Miranda was still sitting where I had left her. She wasn't upset or crying, but she was looking down inside her shirt and yelling, "Mommy, fork!" Yup, you guessed it... Somehow, my daughter had dropped her fork inside her shirt. I can't even picture how she could've done that.