Having an independently mobile toddler is like having your very own diet coach. A short, adorable diet coach that is determined to keep you slim by eating as much as they can of whatever you have. I'm not saying the child doesn't have preferences about food. Her preference is whatever I'm eating or drinking and lots of it. Matters reach the level of the absurd when I'm eating the same thing she has on her plate and yet she still reaches for whatever I've got. Its also amusing to watch her eat heartily at breakfast, refuse more food on her tray and then, not twenty minutes later, cast liquid eyes at my plate if I dare have some toast.
The really funny part is that most of the time she gets away with it. Provided I'm not eating something patently unhealthy like a candy the kid has a very good shot of drinking most of my water, a quarter of my toast or a few, carefully pruned pieces of my popcorn. I have to remind myself that I'm eating on behalf of kidling #2 at this point and food out of my mouth is food out of his/hers. My appetite this go-round has not been all that it was last stint as a baby hotel so I'm trying to eat what I can, when I can. Unfortunately for my second, my first is already out here, making cow eyes and cute inquiring noises at my pizza.
Of course, I kvetch but really, the kid eats and seems to enjoy variety. Oddly enough, she does not like fast food, healthy or no. I think I'll count myself blessed on the whole... XD
Am I avoiding writing two papers? Yes! *headdesk*