That Lydia . . .

Since Lydia was sick Saturday night, we've had several conversations concerning her diet. She requested chicken nuggets for lunch on Sunday. I steered her away from that choice, saying, "I think you should have some soda crackers and diet ginger ale instead. I don't want you to throw up again."

Matt grilled hamburgers and hot dogs for dinner that night. Lydia said, "I want a hot dog because I don't want to throw up again." I said, "How about a half of peanut butter and jelly sandwich instead?"

Last night, I made meatballs for dinner. Lydia came into the kitchen, surveyed her plate on the table and said, "Mommy, I don't want to eat this. I don't want to throw up again."

That Lydia--she's a dandy.