Sunday Dinner

Something happened on Sunday that was absolutely disgusting and hilarious all at the same time and I thought you may get a laugh out of it. I took the kids to my parents house for dinner on Sunday. My dad roasted a *25 pound turkey* that was delicious! Dylan has not been eating much lately- he prefers to eat cookies, Spiderman treats or Pop-Tarts for all meals, including breakfast. So I asked him if he wanted to eat dinner (first mistake) and he said "No, I want ice cream instead". When I told him he had to eat dinner first the tears started in full force. At one point my mom even asked if it was ok to feed him ice cream for dinner just this once because he was upsetting my nana. No one likes upsetting nana. I cut four small pieces of turkey and said he could eat ice cream if he finished all the pieces (second mistake). He ate the first two pieces in one bite and started gagging a little. I gave him a full sippy cup of soymilk and told him to drink the milk to get the food down. Then I took the third bite and dropped it in his mouth. His face was contorting and he kept sticking out his tongue. I thought he was being dramatic but apparently he was pretty serious about not wanting to eat the turkey. By the time I convinced him to put the last bite into his mouth Scout came by to watch what was going on and to encourage her brother that yes- the ice cream was well worth the effort of eating the turkey. In a split second Dylan had projectile vomited a full cup of soymilk (ever smelled that coming up???) and smashed turkey bites. On Scout. It was hilarious......and disgusting all at the same time! Scout has the weakest gag reflex ever and so when she saw all the vomit on her pants and shoes, she started to gag as well. To look at my 2 kids, dry heaving and throwing up- I don't even have the words. In the end, Scout did not throw up and sadly, Dylan was too upset to have his ice cream. He didn't eat anything until Monday morning.