I woke up to the smell of pancakes. I quietly whined for Daddy, and as I expected, he peeked into my room. "Good morning, sleeping beauty." He said with a smile. " I yawned and stood up in my crib, making grabby hands. "Dadaaaa.." I groaned, as he scooped me up into his arms. "Does my little princess want pancakes for breakfast?" After being asked this, I quickly wiggled around and kicked my legs in joy. "PANCWAKES! PANCWAKES! PANCWAKES!" I said, giggling. Daddy sat me down into my highchair, and took a small plate out of the cupboard. "Watch this, cutie!" He said excitedly. I watched in curiosity as he focused on a pancake in the skillet. He lifted the skillet, and the pancake flipped in midair. I watched with my mouth wide open, and started clapping my hands happily. He put a few small pancakes onto a plate, and cut them into bite sized pieces, and then drowned them in syrup. "Mmm.. Yummyyyy!!" I shouted with a mouth full of food. "Now, now, babygirl. Don't talk with a mouth full, yo...