Ewww...peas!

My mom has told me that when I was little, I hated peas. I would hide them under the edge of my plate, or "accidently" drop them on the floor. When I actually did put them in my mouth, I'd hold them there for half an hour, hating them the whole time. It seems very silly to me, I mean, why didn't I just swallow and end the misery? Whatever the reason, it seems that Bethany has inherited that. We had peas for dinner tonight, and I couldn't persuade her to even try them until I brought out the chocolate cake we had for dessert. Usually she's rather unbribable, even with desserts, but she really wanted that cake tonight. I made her eat one, just one, pea before she could have some cake. It took her at least five minutes, if not more, and never quite finished the one pea. She squished the insides out and slowly ate one miniscule chunk at a time, until she only had the shell left. That's where she drew the line. I tried to get her to just put it in her mouth, and she eventually did, but immediately started gagging. Finally she decided she'd rather eat a different pea rather than that gross shell. That makes at much sense as holding the peas in your mouth for half an hour. Nate told her he'd eat a pea at the same time, so he showed her how easy it was to just pop it in your mouth, chew and swallow. To her credit, she did try, but started gagging again. I quickly poured her some milk and told her to drink, and that would help. What a process! At least she tried the pea, and she got her chocolate cake in the end.

One other funny from dinner--the kids asked for some crackers, so I gave them each some. A few minutes later, Meagan started screaming that there was a bug on her cracker. Nate didn't believe her at first. I came around and looked, and there was actually a little, tiny bug on one of them. I threw it away, and she calmed down, but it was funny that she reacted so strongly to it.

I think Bethany would love to have a dog. We saw Ares as we were dropping Evelyn and Brie off after preschool. Bethany was just dying to play with her, so we walked back down to their house and borrowed Ares and went for a short walk down the street and back. Ares was so hyper she almost dragged me down the street. As it was, Bethany got knocked down when Ares made a circle around me. Of course, Bethany laughed the whole time. Unfortunately for Bethany, I'm not sure I'm cut out for dogs. I'm not always happy with the cats, and they're a lot smaller. I guess we'll just have to live close to Grams and her dogs, and when Bethany grows up, she can get her own dog.