Sunday, May 2, 2010
Audrey is under the misapprehension that most toiletries are edible, and that there is a 50-50 chance that they are either buttercream frosting or bismarck custard. She hasn't figured out that I don't store tubes of pastry filling in my nightstand. Anymore.
The odd thing is that she totally doesn't recoil in horror at the taste. She has ingested hand lotion, liquid soap, sunscreen, and now anti-perspirant. I'm sure that it has to do with some kind of sensory confusion, where apparently the fact that the texture is a close facsimile to something savory is good enough for her. I, however, almost wretched just from the incidental taste I got off of her cheek. And I'm still have trouble manufacturing saliva.
Posted by Lynn at 2:44 PM