Food Snit

Erin was doing a grand impersonation[?] of nasal mucous at her swim meet last night. After having wolfed down a chicken patty sandwich, she was incessant in her demands for more food. (For some reason, when she is at a meet she has to be eating something all the time. And yes, we made a big tactical blunder when we let her buy her dinner at the concessions stand at one of the meets—now she half-expects it!) Anyway, we told her to be calm down and stop being so smart-mouthed.
She then made the offhand comment, ‘Food makes me happy!’
She has no one but her parents to blame for that! Curses on you, comfort foods!

(By the way, the meet was cancelled halfway through due to weather, but Erin did win a blue ribbon for the 25m backstroke event.)