Tonight during dinner Madeline wasn’t saying much. Her puffed cheeks indicated that her mouth was full of water. She sometimes does this in the morning with milk. She’ll take a few sips and savor it in her mouth for a while like a provident chipmunk. Strange behavior but not worth a fight. But tonight was a different story. Madeline finally decided to open her mouth before swallowing and it wasn’t just water she was storing. It was all of her corn and some chicken fajita, chewed up and watery, pouring out of her mouth and onto her dress and our floor (which happens to be carpet – what were we thinking buying a place with carpet in the dining area with young children?).
Dave and I both screeched, “Ahhhh! Maddy, what are you doing?”
The contents continued to ooze from her mouth, but she made no effort to answer us.
As Dave was cleaning up the mess (I was nursing), I asked her, “Why did you do that, Madeline?”
She looked me right in the eye and smiled before admitting, “I don’t know.”
At least she’s honest.