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C is a really picky eater. Much like her daddy actually. If she hasn’t tasted something before she probably won’t want to taste it ever. She’s 3 so that pretty much covers everything except chicken nuggets and, well, chicken nuggets. I have to beg her to even smell new foods, let alone taste them.

Little L on the other hand is a human vacuum. I have not yet found something that she won’t eat. Oh, wait, pesto ravioli, she wasn’t a fan of those, but everything else goes down the hatch with no hesitation. I am loving having a voracious eater. Feeding her is a trip. We put a ton of tiny chunks of food on her tray and watch her have at it. If something more exciting catches her eye she just lets whatever is in her mouth dribble out to make room for the more tempting morsel. Cracks me up every time.

So until tonight I thought the happy eater thing was everything and all that. Until she looked up at me with her huge blue eyes, smiled, and let out the foulest hot-dog laced burp I’ve ever been unfortunate enough to smell. Right then I missed the sweet breast milk burps of days gone by. Just for a minute mind you. Because it’s still awesome to have a child who’ll eat anything, even if she has pungent ways of sharing.

Whaa? It’s a good hot-dog!

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