I want a treat!

I am back tracking a little bit, but Amelia is too funny to not include this.  Tonight at dinner, she was being awful, wouldn't eat, wouldn't stay in her chair, playing with her food and her fork.  So, after much, much, much threatening she finally ate her dinner.  She was so excited that she says, I want a tweat (treat).  Of course I wasn't going to give her one.  So, I said, your treat is a full belly.  She says, how do I eat that.  All I could do was laugh.