Mooooo
We’re starting to think we have a baby cow rather than a baby human. She loves milk and other dairy products beyond all reason.
Nice that she got dairy tolerance. I always had that and didn’t react noticably to milk until well into adulthood. Even so, it takes quite a bit of milk to bother me, and amounts of ice cream no normal person would consume at a sitting.
As I write this, Sadie is sucking down a glass of coffee milk without pausing, as if it might go away if she stops before it’s gone. This has become her choice of breakfast. Actually, we joke about her being a hobbit, because there’s usually a second breakfast. She’s definitely my daughter, with her stomach waking up last, eating little or nothing first thing. By noon or so she’ll be up for eating, say, almost an entire ham, turkey and cheese sandwich. Yep, most of a sandwich. She’ll eat an entire hotdog and the bread it’s on.
What’s weird is we had butternut squash the last two nights and I am not sure she so much as tasted it. That was one of her favorite babyfoods (which is weird because to me it was one of the worst tasting babyfoods), so we figured she’d go crazy for it. It was all about the meat and rice for her. She didn’t even eat much of the especially good brocolli.
Speaking of Sadie, she’d trying to grab the mouse and is crawling under my desk, so off I go. Heh. She climbed onto the under the desk shelf.
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