Hidden away
LittleSneaker asked for a oneshot of Snow having trouble getting a 2 year old Emma to eat anything so she tries lime green jello. After she cuts it and sets it on Emma's high chair tray she has to leave the room for a few minutes unexpectedly. When she returns the jello is gone, and Snow is happy that Emma liked it. A month or so later, Snow opens a drawer beside where Emma's high chair sits and finds the contents covered in liquid green jello and realises what happened.
"Come on princess. Eat the sandwich for mama." Snow tried to hold the sandwich (cheddar cheese, no butter, crusts cut off, AKA Emma's favourite) out to Emma's mouth, but Emma just clamped her lips together and turned her head. Snow sighed. She had tried basically everything in the kitchen, but Emma was refusing to eat today. Snow was positive she wasn't sick. She had checked her temperature and it was normal. There had been no sneezing or coughing and Emma wasn't crying or complaining of pain. She was just not eating. Snow sighed, Emma was really trying her patience today. She couldn't let Emma starve, there was only one solution. She was going to have to go straight to dessert in the hopes that would at least get some food in her system. Snow pulled out the bowl of lime green jello she's put in the fridge to set overnight and began to spoon little splodges of it onto Emma's tray, knowing she liked to pick the jello up herself.
"Come on baby, you love green jello. Eat it for mama." Emma looked at the jello and Snow became hopeful that she might eat it.
Just then, the phone rang. Snow sighed, she knew she had to answer it. She got up and left the room to answer it.
"Hello? Yes hello Mrs Harney. No he's at work at the moment. Yes, you'll need to call the station yourself if you want him to come and get Diablo down from your gutter. No problem Mrs Harney." Snow hung up and couldn't help but roll her eyes. She wasn't sure what went on in that woman's head sometimes. Snow walked back through to kitchen to find a grinning Emma and an empty tray. Snow smiled and picked her up from the high chair. "Who's my clever girl gobbling up all her jello? Come on, let's go and play." Emma clapped her hands enthusiastically and wriggled out of her mom's grasp to totter into the living room and delve into her toy box.
One month later
"Where is that blasted thing?" Snow grumbled to herself as she raided the kitchen searching for the pizza cutter. She looked inside the drawer next to Emma's high chair and gasped. The whole contents of the drawer was coated in thick, green, goo. At first Snow thought they had some rare kind of fungus, but then she remembered the jello.
"That sneaky little blighter." Snow said. Who knew toddlers could be so crafty? She was going to have to invest in some child locks!