november twenty seven

thankful for a simple successful playtime dinner.
Paul and Bronte were at the church tonight setting up for tomorrows service. Bronte had been practicing her face painting and not surprisingly every thing was just where she left it - all over the kitchen table. So when I sat Capri down for her cheesy pancake dinner (omelette with cheese) which has not been on the list of her acceptable foods, I figured the distraction would be good. It worked like a charm, a little painting, a little mouthful, a little painting, a little mouthful. It is such a shame that this girl forgot what it means to eat well, and that getting something good into her takes this sort of activity but having said that we really enjoyed the fun of it.