Gioia makes us lunch

My Bean knows her way around a kitchen.  She fetches the steps out of their hiding place and then by standing on them she can reach the stove, toaster and kettle.  Mid morning she decided we all needed a toast snack, so out came the steps, the white bread, the margarine and bowls for Johan, I and of course herself.  The big people waited out of sight in the TV room for the little cooks meal.  What was presented to us made us both chuckle and flair our noses under out breaths.  Gioia toasted two slices of bread, added abouy 60ml of flora to the center of each slice then added an un toasted slice on the top, forced it into a little round bowl and with a beaming smile of independance watched us eat a marathon runners carbo dream.  I had seconds, but my brave husband couldn't muster the courage to graze through another mountain of creamy spread, no matter how lovingly made.