Elsie has been on a cheese sandwich kick lately. Now, I'm quite used to her insisting on eating something other than what we have for dinner, but also taking bites from our plates, except the mooching from our plates has all but completely stopped, and she scrunches up her face at the sight of any and all meat.
Yesterday, she asked for a cheese sandwich, and I folded up a piece of turkey in the middle of it. I smooshed the bread together so she couldn't see it and handed it over. She took one bite and said, "What is that?!" She promptly dropped the sandwich, took it apart and said, "Oh no, Mommy. There is YUCK on my sandwich!" I can't remember when the last time was I laughed so hard. Jason had no idea what was going on and just looked at me like I was crazy until I explained what I had done. Fun times. Of course, that poor piece of turkey got to meet the trash and Elsie enjoyed her PLAIN cheese sandwich.