We are okra fans in our house. It’s actually one of my favorite veggies. Between My Guy and I, we can polish off an entire pound in one sitting. No lie. Little Miss was introduced to it for the first time last week. And here’s her reaction, in 2D:
(The following is the conversation we would have had if she could actually, you know, converse. At least I’m pretty sure of it anyway. Although at the rate she’s going, she probably will by next week).
An okra fan she is not, which is only slightly disappointing because when I really think about it, even though we don’t share a favorite, she does love zucchini, mushrooms, asparagus, broccoli, green beans, carrots, avocado and peas, in addition to her penchant for fruits and beans of ALL kinds. For a girl who’s not even two, I probably shouldn’t be complaining, especially since she has a more adventurous palate than some of the adults I know. In fact, I should be celebrating.
At least while the going is good. Because, as we all know, the volatile nature of toddlers means it could all change very quickly, and it’s back to just cheese and peas by tomorrow.
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