Gag me with a Spoon.....

Chelsea has always had a sensitive stomach. When she was barely two, Maddie brought home the preschool rabbit. I was doing the obligatory pooper scooping from the wood chips. When I turned around, my little toddler was gagging while she watched! If she walks the dog with me and I have to use the plastic bag, she walks about 10 feet behind me until we find a garbage can.

Yesterday at breakfast, Mike was relaying a story about someone's sister who loves dog treats and eats them regularly...kind of like potato chips. Maddie and I laughed at the story, but poor Chelsea, with a mouthful of waffle, started to gag. I guess the thought of eating dog treats grossed her right out. She was quite upset at Mike for sharing the story while she was eating. We tried not to laugh.

Poor kid. I'm not sure how her plan to be a vet is going to work out....