Thursday, December 15, 2011

Pink, ponies, princesses... and Ketchup

Ok, I know girls like ketchup... some anyway, maybe a few.  My daughter however, has something with ketchup that goes beyond like.  I'm afraid its even beyond a girls love of shoes and purses.

In some ways its nice and I hope it carries on.  Its attractive to me, being the Dad I am, thinking that when she's 16, I can get away with buying a case of Heinz for Christmas with a few bottles of Hunt's for stocking stuffers.  How cool would that be.  Much better than having to have Amy buy a bunch of presents and asking her to put my name on a few or me having to guess at what I should get her.  Its best for everyone really.  I mean otherwise this might be uttered one Christmas morn "Whattya mean legwarmers aren't back in???"  or "Isn't it awesome sweetie, not only is the chastity belt kevlar coated stainless steel, but it has a lifetime guarantee against the lock being picked.  Stainless and Kevlar don't die either!!!"  Both would obviously be uttered out of my mouth.

Anyway,  my daughter loves, loves, loves ketchup more than some girls love, love, love chocolate.  She does love the chocolate too, but if she had her druthers she'd have ketchup on the chocolate.  Seriously.


More often then not, its a fork or spoon full of ketchup, no food. I even tried to teach her a dainty girl trick where you put some on the fork then grab a bite of food.  I know this is a dainty girl trick, cause that is how Amy eats salad.  Not with ketchup, but dab the fork in the dressing then spear the lettuce.  I don't get it, but this isn't about me.  When she gets done with her ketchup and a side of the actual meal, she likes to lick the bowl.  Remember, we are not talking ice creamy sugary stuff.  Literally though she licks the bowl.  If she doesn't lick the bowl she wipes it up with her fingers then licks those.


If we happen to look away for a sec... well, Freddy Krueger would have heart attack and Norman Bates would cry to momma (he may do that anyway).

Like I mentioned with the chocolate, its not limited to ketchup appropriate foods.  She had some peas with her ketchup tonight.  There was some fish to have with it, but you know...  Even if we go international (for us) and give the kids quesadillas for lunch, she has to have the ketchup.  Ketchup on a quesadilla is almost sacrilege.  But no, she dips her slice of quesadilla in the ketchup and licks it off, then double dips, triple dips, wash, rinse, repeat.


I'll never get it.

Enjoy your day!

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