Of course and it figures. This post brings a tear to my eye and to BJ's but for totally different reasons. We have tried, I mean really tried to expose Liv to a varied and healthful diet. This has been no easy task for a child who could subsist on grapes -excuse me "brapes", milk, and cheetos-the latter courtesy of her Tata. So much for the balanced, organic diet of days past. She also has hated, I mean HATED meat products, which truth be told appealed to my inner wanna be vegetarian. I have tried pureeing, dicing, hiding, and bribing in getting Liv to eat meat. No way, not my kiddo. She shoots me a look like, "Do you not know me by now?" and proceeds to pick out the free range, organic, cage free, feet never touched the ground, blessed by monks $12/lb meat offender and plops it on the floor into the waiting paws of Bella, who by the way has gained 15 pounds since Olivia started feeding herself. This is all before Liv's introduction to her favorite food of all, pork.
Ham, spam, bacon, pork chops, tenderloin, yes I said Spam-courtesy of her Tata. Liv loves it all. What really sealed the pork deal, was Liv plowed her way through a Bratwurst last night like it was manna from Heaven. I could have sworn I saw a tear in BJ's eye when he actually said, "Liv, I have never been prouder of you than I am right now." I hate being outnumbered.
Liv is probably wishing this were pork. She has no love for pizza, plastic or otherwise.
