Observations from Lunch

For lunch today, I lovingly prepared a turkey and cheese sandwich for my only daughter. As it turns out, she is categorically against lunch meat. Will not eat it. She proceeded to tear the sandwich apart, eat the cheese, create more bread crumbs than I ever thought possible, and point to the turkey and babble something intensely important. She has also started to spit out food. This is a major transgression! But she spits the food as one might spit out a watermelon seed, complete with the sound effect. I have to tell her "no" and try to pretend I don't think it is hysterical. She also grabbed my arm with her mustard-y hand, and ruined the sleeve of my shirt. Note to self: stick with the PB&J.