Thursday, August 28, 2008

The Apple Doesn't Fall...

Today, she finally did it. She's been building up to it for a long time now, with her fake gagging when she doesn't want to eat something and her forced coughing after a real cough. I've been discouraging it while waiting for the eventual fallout. It came at lunch today: she coughed until she threw up.

I'm not surprised by this behavior, and neither are my parents. Yes, I gagged on (and threw up) food I didn't want to eat. I have a very clear me memory of it, in fact. (It was zucchini, which I now love.) My girl, bless her heart, even told me, "Mama, I'm coughin'." And then proceeded to cough/gag her way to the upheaval, despite my efforts to get her to stop. (Are you laughing Mom and Dad?)

Instead of spending my quiet hour (Anna's naptime) catching up on stuff around the house, I have spent most of it trying to figure out how to remove the dadgum cover from her highchair. Puke and laundry--this is my life.

(PS--See below for photos from Anna's birthday--more to come tomorrow, too.)

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

No honey, I'm not laughing that much... a little maybe.
Talk about the power of the mind.

Love Dad