choices, choices

oh the weighty decisions a four year old has to make.
Em and Grandma whipped up a batch of chocolate crispy cakes this morning, before the grandparents made their journey home. 
Head long into the wind. The wind. Still raging now. Back in the States it would have been labelled a storm and all sorts of emergency preparations would have been encouraged. Funny how we deal with things differently.
Oh, in case you were wondering she went for the cake with four eggs. "Four for a four year old", of course.