Picking your battles

On a short shopping trip into our local town littlest B uttered the words 'shall we go to the coffee shop mummy' (not bad for a not quite 3 year old); well really we should have gone home but at this suggestion she became quite forceful and as a mummy of 3 I am slowly learning that it is best to pick your battles! So we went and had a very pleasant few mins, mummy with a coffee and littlest B with her cold milk (again she was quite clear about this) and joy of joys 5 mini gingerbread men.
Not the best picture but not bad for a phone.