I made dinner, put BBug's plate on the table along with mine & Hubby's and we all sat down. BBug said the blessing (it's a very short and sweet "God is great, Amen." but it's a blessing!) and Hubby and I dug in.
After a few minutes I told BBug she needed to eat. Her response was "I don't like it, it's gross!" Followed by gagging noises.
Then she immediately turned to her daddy, pasted on a sweet smile, handed him her plate and said, "Here daddy, you eat it. It's GOOOOOD!"
Oh, my child! What am I gonna do with her?!
On another BBug related note - I'm back at making dresses for her (or at least attempting to). I'm still doing the nice and easy kinds, but last night I switched it up from the 'pillowcase' dress to the 'bandana' dress. Again, I didn't actually use a bandana - I used some fabric I already had - but I followed the general idea. And I have to say, that even with one little mess-up I'm still pretty happy with how it turned out.