After browsing my neglected blog, I realized I left out two disgusting events that I simply cannot forget about (and, of course, must share).
Sometime this early spring, when the snow had just melted and the grass was mostly brown and the crocus was up, we were playing in the yard. I noticed a couple of deer dung patches (the deer come pretty close to the house, especially in late winter/early spring). The girls are busy digging and drawing and walking and climbing. I was doing something with Fiona when I noticed Sophia with something in her hand and it was making its way to her mouth. It was a deer dung patch I had missed. I let out some abnormal screech (which amazingly got her attention) and no dung was consumed. I think it had been in the grass a while, but still. When I say she still puts everything in her mouth, I mean it. Everything.
The other event was on Easter. They opened their baskets and Fiona enjoyed her chocolate. She didn't eat it all (some of it is sitting next to me right at this moment) but she didn't eat breakfast or lunch or dinner unless I missed it. She did say her tummy hurt, but she has said that before and she seemed fine otherwise. That evening, while Doug was on the computer with Fiona and I was bathing, she barfed all over him and herself and the floor. A huge pool of chocolate vomit. Sophia immediately came over (it did smell strangely of chocolate), slipped, and fell right into the pool of chocolate vomitus. Doug got them all cleaned up and then told me about it. He is a rare one. So I missed it all. The laundry smelled strange, though. Amazingly, we all still like chocolate. She was fine after that. I think I will insist on some sort of breakfast before we find the baskets after this.