- A single strawberry on a plate, to be dipped in a small accompanying bowl of chocolate syrup.
- A slice of bread with peanut butter (normal enough, except her little five-year-old hands haven't yet mastered the art of spreading peanut butter, which clumped unpredictably across the surface of the bread.)
- Four rice crackers arranged symmetrically on a plate and drenched in a generous puddle of honey, accompanied by a large bowl of cheese puffs.
* Though there were sometimes ulterior motives. Early one morning, as we blinked and rubbed our eyes, she pounced into bed and eagerly asked if she could have some of the gingerbread house. We told her, not until after breakfast, and were surprised when she pranced away without an argument. (She's an arguer, that one.) A few minutes later, she showed up again with—surprise, surprise—breakfast. (I think that was the bread-and-peanut-butter day.)