Monday, April 21, 2008

Everything is finger food

Cara is forever our high-maintenance child.  The other day, we were eating dinner.  I forget if it was spaghetti or what, but I'm sure whatever it was she was making a mess of it.  Even though she has a fork and uses it, halfway through dinner she'll put the fork down and use her hands, whether it's spaghetti, corn, or mashed potatoes.  Anyway, she started using potatoes as hand lotion or something again, then sticking her face in her plate to eat whatever it was.  Beth said, "Cara, use your fork.  You're not a horse!"  To which Cara immediately yelled, "NEIGHHHH!!!"  Zing.

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