Friday, June 24, 2011

Kids and OCD go together like peanut butter and swordfish.

GERMS! I loathe them! I fear them! I kill them with Lysol!! However, they kind of go hand in hand with the wee ones. I'm having to force myself to get over some stuff because of this. Take, for example, Fifi's eating habits. She will only eat food that follows at leas one of the following criteria:
1. Licked by a dog.
2. Rubbed on a dog's back.
3. Gound into the floor.
Ideally, the food will have done all three things. It makes me roll around on the floor groaning.

Ah, kids. It's funny that parents actually think they're in charge.