Making Breakfast

The other morning I was getting ready for the day when I heard some clanging about in the kitchen and came out to find Carlee making a sandwich for herself.

"What are you doing, Carlee?"
"Just making my dinner, Mom."
"It's breakfast time."
"Well I can have a peanut butter sandwich for breakfast then."
"Okay, do you need any help?"
"No, but can you get me a plate down?"
"Sure!"

She then got off the stool and walked over to the drawer to get a pink knife to cut it into "2 pieces". Then she asked me to get her a drink and proceeded to carry her "breakfast" over to the table to eat it. I guess I'm off the hook for making breakfast!