Strange quotes from a strange sister

Just a quick update on the breakfast front since I don't actually have much to say...

Although, I was a little surprised at how early she was awake, I was not disappointed by Maddie's decision when it came to her most important meal of the day. She had chosen to create for herself, a salami sandwich, complete with white bread and butter. Mmmmm...

Some people would put mustard on a sandwich like that, or use tastier bread, or add pickles... No? Just me? There's no way simple butter and salami could be appealing to that many people.

I will admit, however, that the addition of salami is an improvement over her early days of plain BUTTER SANDWICHES. Yes, the kid used to eat two pieces of bread with a layer of butter smeared thickly on the inside. And yes, this was a disgusting period of her picky-eater phase. So, I guess we should all just be happy that she has upgraded at least a little bit when it comes to her sandwiches.

She then proceeded to wash it down with a glass of orange juice. When I asked her what kind of juice she had this morning, she responded "Orange. But it was actually peach flavoured. NOT! ahahahahahahahahaha!"

That kid is strange.

As I write, Maddie is currently eating some strawberry yogurt while attempting to take a picture of the cat who is eating our strawberry plant. Here is what she had to say to me about it.

"I was recording [the cat] being BFFs with Murray. She's MY BFF now..."

Then, she commented on how Murray's smelly dog breath was making her pants wet where he was drooling on them in anticipation of getting to lick the yogurt remains out of her yogurt cup. When he finally did get to clean it out for her, she provided the commentary with a demonic sounding, "Lick, lick, lick, lick, lick, lick, lick, lick, no, no, no, no, no, hahahahahahaha."

I'm really very terrified. 

However, my favourite quote of the morning definitely had to be, "It's taken me like 20 minutes to eat this yogurt. HACK. ...A little piece of strawberry got stuck in my throat."

Aaaaand she just finished another glass of orange juice, presumably because she was thirsty after vocalizing all of that insanity. She just told the other cat that he "smells like fart"and I could tell by his hurt-sounding "meow" that she stomped on his little kitty feelings.

There is maniacal-sounding laughter coming from the living room. It is definitely time for me to go hide in the basement.