Posted in food, tagged Andrea, Beverly, food, Jim, molly on July 18, 2010 |
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My daughter is a healthy eater. At playgroup the other day, we were discussing various milestones our babies had reached and what our children ate at each meal. You know, the riveting stuff moms talk about. Molly is just sitting in the middle of the room, watching the other kids scoot, crawl, and walk around the room, and Lauren says – in response to my concern over Molly’s lack of movement – “She’s a really good eater, isn’t she?”
Yes. Yes, she is. I’m counting on her slimming down a bit once she’s more mobile. The girl will eat anything we put in front of her. At dinner the other night, Jim asked me if we should be concerned since Peaches had been eating for HOURS.
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I talked today with Andrea and Beverly about how much Molly is growing up; she’s almost one! She understands more and more everyday and even though she can’t verbally communicate with me, she’s finding ways to tell me what she wants. Or doesn’t want.
At lunch today, the menu was turkey and blackberries. Molly refused both – she threw the turkey on the floor and mashed the berries on the table. I wasn’t going to fix her something different, so she went down for her nap without lunch. After a long nap, she was ready for a snack. Guess what she got? Turkey and blackberries. At first she refused both, turning her head away and pushing her highchair away from the table. I picked up the bag of yogurt melts {or baby crack, if you ask me} and said, “If you want the yogurt melts, you have to eat your turkey.” {So, I’m resorting to bribery already. Oops.}
Molly looked at me, looked at the bag of yogurt melts, and then she ate the turkey. She ate a few pieces of turkey and then waited expectantly for a yogurt melt; then she ate a few more pieces of turkey and waited for another yogurt melt.
Is this girl smart, or what?
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Tonight, while reading Molly her books before bed, I made a gesture with my hand that must have looked like I was holding a piece of food because she leaned in with an open mouth. It took me a few minutes to realize what she was doing, and then Jim and I were laughing so hard we couldn’t finish reading the book.
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