The tall tales of Katy!

I think I'll start todays tales with a little story about last night.

Picture us all sitting down to dinner at the In-Laws. Everyone's sittin' pretty enjoying the good food. Mrs. Joanne even made Katy a special pizza on a tortilla. Katy was enjoying all the fruit that Grandma and Grandpa Beardshall brought over, but she would not even try the pizza. She's old enough to know better so I told her that she needed to at least try it or she couldn't play with the doll house after she was done. Still no takers. It went back and forth like this for a bit. They she decided that she would test the waters and licked it. Anyone? Does anyone else have to deal with the licking? It's so funny to see that little tongue pop out and give it a try. Well because we had already been bickering back and forth for a bit I think she had mentally psyched herself out by this point. The mere lick of her food was making her gag.

Now I have heard many a tall tale about how Steve was the biggest gagger/throw-upper this side of the mississippi when he was a lad, but for some reason I just never figured I'd have to deal with this myself. Why? Because, let's be honest, who wants to deal with a gagger?

She finally took a bite and spit it out. I had had it by this point and decided it was time for us to make a graceful exit before we really got a show. I put her on the couch and told her that she couldn't play with the doll house. She was crying and wanted her blanket so I went and grabbed it for her. Not two seconds later, with blanket in tow....I got that show I was trying to avoid! Vomit everywhere!!! Now I would say it's just Karma if it was Steve that got sick all over....but it wasn't Steve it was me!!!! And if the truth be known, Steve has a hard time with vomit himself. He was very helpful but was, himself, on the verge of getting sick! We cleaned up and had a tub.

Steve was asking me why I was being so hard on her and forcing her to eat her food! Ha, that was not the case at all. And let me tell you.....that Tangled movie that I was going to save for a poop in the potty day, she's already watched it many times. So I guess I'm just trying to at least stick to my guns on this one. Steve is actually a HUGE softie for this little gal. He'd probably spoil her rotten if I gave him the chance. I am thinking that I will be taking the "you go to bed hungry" route for the next few years for now and not the "you have to try at least one bite!" I DONT really want to deal with that one on a regular bases.

Our next tall tale takes us to this afternoon. I got a call from Steve, frantic on the other end looking for the tweezers. I could hear Katy in the background screaming. I told him where to find them and asked what was up. He told me everything was fine, but he'd have to call me back. I got a call back not 10 minutes later where Steve had explained that Katy had taken the liberty of shoving a yogurt covered raisin up her nose! With no use getting it out she got to visit Dr. Schmidt this afternoon. And I guess raisins plump up when they are exposed to moisture...snot! That thing had expanded to the point they had to get out the extra long grabbies! But, alas, the raisin was removed and the disaster was averted!

She graciously posed for a picture for me today, pointing to her nose!

I guess this girl is just keeping us on our toes. Let's see what tomorrows tall tales take us!