I don't know what's gotten into Katrina, but after yesterday's foray into broccoli, suddenly that's all she wants. She devoured three bowls of it today at lunch, practically cramming it into her mouth. Vitamin deficiency perhaps? Then that's all she would eat at dinner -- I'm not ready to tackle her chicken aversion yet.
(These videos are short and would appear to be dull, but the way she chows down, then demands more broccoli, has me tickled pink -- though she could use some work on her manners.)
Dave came home early and took over tantrum duty while Gabriel and I decorated a clothespin doll for his book report.
(Yes, clothespin doll -- WHAT A PAIN. Seriously; it's tiny meticulous work that a 2nd-grader is supposed to do?! I had to do most of the gluing and fine work on it, and all the finding materials; there was no way he could. And what does a clothespin have to do with a historical figure in United States history anyway?! I guess it's official: I really don't like sitting and doing craft projects with kids. I like doing my own projects, but not kid-projects....then again, as we were doing it, Gabriel said, "This is so fun to do with a parent. Having you here with me makes this OK, Mom." What a kid.)
Katrina changes her clothes at least 3 times a day now. The red shirt she was wearing this morning is a hand-me-down from Julian -- many of her long-sleeved shirts and all of her outerwear are boy hand-me-downs, but this afternoon she found the one dress in her dresser and put that on.
Katrina's system must be in total shock overload at this sudden major injection of vegetables -- but I'll take it!