My little herbivore
I’ve talked before about the challenges of dinner – and, more specifically, making foods that both girls will like. I again thought I had a winner the other night, when Avery, who doesn’t often open up for meat, actually accepted a bite of a chicken dish I had prepared. She swallowed it and didn’t appear unhappy – giving me hope! – but then wagged her little index finger at me. “No more, okay?” she said.
Okay. (sigh)
-M