Mollie came to me last Thursday night lifting up her shirt saying, "Mommy, I'm too full.....my tummy's too full" and then she cried. Surprisingly enough this was not from the pancake/muffin breakfast dinner the night before. This was from bean nachos the next night. Joey fed her and then took off to have a night with the guys. I had her finish her dinner (which wasn't hard, no complaints that night) and I had no idea how much she had been served. Apparently it was too much.
I felt helpless, I did all I could think to do. I stripped her down to her undies & t-shirt, laid her on the couch, prayed for her, and tried to distract her with her favorite Blue's Clues. Thank you Lord for helping her. After "farping & tooting" (her words) she said her tummy felt better.
1 comment:
Ahhh poor girlie!
I hate when there is nothing you can do to make them feel better.
That is cute about her "farping and tooting" though LOL!
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