May is perhaps the most ecstatic person about the fact that we won't be rationing food today.
Although...
I don't think she's aware of what rationing is, so much as she's heard that she's definitely getting the food she's asking for now.
"Food for a princess!" May chirps, eagerly following Roland to the food box to peer inside with Celeste. "Is there more pasta?!"
I scoff and shake my head. "No, you ate all the pasta in the world last night. Remember?"
May puts her little fists up under her chin and puffs her cheeks out, wiggling back and forth in some bizarre visual protest I don't understand at all. "Bleh! It was sooooo good!! Pasta for princesses! More pasta!!"
Lucas chuckles. "Pasta for breakfast?"
May gives a very decisive and confident nod, and then beams a smile in Lucas' direction. "Yep! All the pasta for a princess!! You're gonna feed me pasta, right, Princey Lucas?!"
