Elin refused to eat her lunch. In my mind anyone would be insane to refuse spinach and spud dinner pie with a cornmeal-cheddar crust. She's eaten it with gusto before but yesterday she wouldn't eat it herself, wouldn't let Nate feed her, me, or even Viggo. A time-out in the hall had no effect on her disposition. 
Solution: have a dog feed her. 
She loved being fed by a puppy. 
It totally worked. That's why they call me the toddler whisperer. 
Then somebody found the doctor kit and for half an hour anyone who walked near the living room was subject to an examination. 
There were even some self-exams.
After playing doctor they cooked tomtens.
And just in case you were wondering, Svea can do crazy things with her eyes.
Mealtimes have been entertaining.
Nice idea with the puppet! I'm going to remember that!
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