Mk fell in “lub” with ketchup back in February of 2008.
Rough estimate based on the picture folder for that month – yes, I took a picture of her first time using ketchup.
And now, she requests ketchup with everything.
Mac & cheese.
Ketchup isn’t the easiest word to say, either. And since she has requested ketchup since before she could form phrases like “Hey, I need some more of that!” Or really, before she could say anything at all, she has always referred to it as “pill.”
My husband and I are convinced have joked that it’s a drug.
Get it!? Pill…….?
I have no immediate plans to quit my day job.
Anyway, yesterday she opened the fridge and asked “Can I have more of that…ketchup?”
Growing up is hard to do.
And she and ketchup lived happily ever after, the end.