The best part is we got to wait around for her to eat this food that took forever. She was literally GAGGING each bite down.
This girl will do a lot for a bowl of ice cream. Here she is proud of her efforts.
Kentucky!
6 years ago
Thursday, July 17, 2008
ICE CREAM
Daddy cooked a dinner tonight that I knew Avery would not enjoy. It was some form of a skillet hash made out of leftovers from the week. It had potatoes, pork, onions and cheese in it. He made it on the skillet and it looked pretty tasty to me (but anything with potatoes would look good to me about now (SBD)). Avery barely touched it and took off claiming she was done. She came back and noticed Scott had a bowl of ice cream. SHE WANTED ICE CREAM TOO, so he told her she had to finish her dinner. That produced several intervals of tears over the course of about AN HOUR. She started back eating the dinner and was dropping a lot on the floor - pretty smart, huh? A few times she said she had to go 'pee-pee'. I thought for sure she was disposing of the food in her mouth, but both times she actually went - we checked.
The best part is we got to wait around for her to eat this food that took forever. She was literally GAGGING each bite down.
This girl will do a lot for a bowl of ice cream. Here she is proud of her efforts.
The best part is we got to wait around for her to eat this food that took forever. She was literally GAGGING each bite down.
This girl will do a lot for a bowl of ice cream. Here she is proud of her efforts.
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Dear Avery,
If you ever want to get rid of yucky food, your dad once taught me to spit it into a napkin and crumble it up. Also, try to talk them into an inside pet, they are great clean up patrol. The potty thing works great if you can pee, they fall for it every time. Your daddy also likes the old, "Hey! What's that?" and point in the other direction, then drop your yucky food on his plate. Then smile really sweet and say, I love you daddy. If none of that works, your daddy was only two when he invented the ole "Mommy, I'm sick" routine, throwing his food up, and then saying, "The only thing that would make me feel better is DESSERT!" It worked for him, and I'm sure with your sweet looks it'll work for you. The last resort is call your Nanny, she'll give him a good talking too about how many times he tricked her and THEN you might get that ice cream. Keep up the good work, and keep that daddy of yours on his toes! He deserves it!
Love,
Aunt Caryn
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