Zia has become a serious contender at the table this week. Seems she is eating more at a newly minted 8 months than the Little Man was at a year and a half. And she eats with serious devotion. You do Not get between her and the object of her mouth's desire or she will Fall Apart. Ie, you give her a bite of an olive, walk away from the table to grab something, insert FIT. She wasn't ready to leave the kalamatas. LOL.
Lunch today? Roast beef with mustard, guacamole (sans tomatoes, of course. Damn nightshades.), kalamata olives and chicken broth. Kid cracks me up.
Her top tooth is poking through, its mate trying to follow. Fun times ;). At least she can gnaw on cold stuff!