Jalapeno Noon

Peter paints a peck of piquant peppers

The Four-Year-Old, face crumpled from the jalapeno her father has just encouraged her to try: “Daddyo, I’m not happy.”

Daddyo: “Drink some milk.”

The Four-Year-Old does, face uncrumpling as she slurps.

Daddyo: “Now, drink some water and swish it around your mouth a bit before you swallow.”

The Four-Year-Old does.

Daddyo: “Now eat a carrot.”

The Four-Year-Old, laughing: “You’re making this up.”

(Image of the jalapenos painted by Rachel Pasch / justmakeit, whose Flickr photostream is far more reflective than I had expected. I hope you start painting again soon, Rachel.)


About Shala Howell

Writer of things ranging from optical network switching white papers to genetic testing patient education materials to historical fiction set in an 1880s asylum. When I’m not scratching my head over pesky characters who refuse to do things how I want them done or dreaming of my next book (which will of course be much easier to write than the current one), my writerly self can be found blogging about life with a very curious Ten-Year-Old at Caterpickles.com, or musing about books and the writing life at BostonWriters.wordpress.com.
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