"Spicy Baby"

The other night our dear Freja was having a hard time eating her dinner. I don't know why. It was two bean chili with avocado and it was yummy, if I do say so myself. Even still, she didn't share this opinion and was feeling quite dejected.

I put forth my best motherly effort in attempts to get her to eat--to no avail. Then I happened to look at my other dear daughter, Britta, and said with a chuckle, "Look at Britta, she certainly likes it!"

Freja's incredulous reply, "That's because she's a SPICY BABY! I am more of a mild girl." What can I say, I have a spicy baby. Eric says she's takes after her mom. :)

Eeeeek!!

Look what I found in my kitchen sink. Don't worry, it's just our non-living toy mouse. He's actually quite cute. I was just caught off guard a bit (insert a healthy scream). When I demanded to know who had played such a joke on mother my family looked at me with innocent faces and then quickly blamed the baby. Yeah right, "the baby" .

And here I thought he couldn't multi-task.