Confusion reigned in our house tonight after Zelda (3) decided she wanted to taste a snack she'd seen us pick up at a local supermarket.
"Popups." Can I have some popups she kept asking as Jowa and myself looked on confused. We were pretty sure we hadn't bought anything called a popup and we definitely didn't have any pop-tarts in the house.
"They're crispy and round," she insisted and then it dawned: Zelda was craving poppadams, that Indian lentil wafer.
Out of the mouths of babes I guess.