Then we get home and I pour them in a bowl. She is upset and insists they go in a yellow cup. I look in our cup cupboard and can't find any yellow cups, but she is again insistent. I ask her to show me and she directs me to the tupperware cupboard and a light bulb hits.
This yellow cup was from our trip to Seattle last October, an impulse by to make the airplane ride more enjoyable. It has not been used since, but I'm a pack rat and didn't want to throw it away so I put it on the very top shelf with the unusual shape, recycled containers. And my 2 year old impressively remembered it, where it was, and what it is supposed to hold.
She blows my mind.