Confession

Remember this kid who wouldn't eat anything until she was 18 months old? Well, she's doing so much better now. There are still things that she's funny about and certain textures she still won't let through her little lips. Take one look at those sweet cheeks, though, and rest assured that she's not starving, albeit, still a little picky. She is trying more and more and constantly surprising us. We are very hopeful for summer and our garden as she is already eating vegetables out of the garden that she wouldn't eat before. She's on a great roll and it's SO nice not to be worrying that she's getting what she needs.
Now, with all that being said, here comes the confession. Look very closely at the little mug in the picture above. Do you see the orange goo around her mouth? This poor kid who wouldn't eat for months. The same kid who had our doctor stumped because her iron was so low and she wouldn't eat or take anything iron fortified without promptly vomiting. Well... her favorite thing in the whole, wide world is Cheetos! There, I've said it. She goes absolutely, postively goes CRAZY over the things. Seriously, the girl would eat them every day if I let her. I let her choose a treat at the store the other day and, yep, it was nasty, messy cheetos. Try as I did to persuade her to choose something else, she just clutched that crinkley bag to her little chest. She loves them. She chomps them so happily. She wears them afterward.
Move over, Chester Cheetah!