Thursday, April 5, 2012
E is for Egg salad
Once they told me she ate three bananas with her lunch - three bananas!?
She wasn't overweight, and it wasn't abusive at all. They just had a policy that if a child wanted seconds, they got it. And mine got thirds.
One day, the daycare served egg salad and peaches for lunch with peaches on the side. They gave her three servings...of both.
Later that evening, she was in her crib at one corner pointing at the far corner, yelling, "Sick! Sick!"
Sick in baby-speak is vomit. Lots of it. Peach and egg salad vomit, specifically.
I scooped her up and put her in the tub while my husband scraped the vomit off the bedding and put it in the washing machine...or that's what I thought. Instead he put the sheets right in the washer with the egg salad and peach chunks. And then he put it in the dryer.
I will never, ever forget the smell.
We have never even considered eating egg salad again, and I can't look at a diced peach (or vomit) without thinking about that day.