A recent trip saw we-the-family enjoying a long car ride and the subsequent conversation that usually happens on longer than your average trip to Target car rides.
We'd been camping and discussing the wildlife we saw on our adventure.
Cardinals, snakes, orb weavers, armadillos, raccoon, and squirrels.
"Mama, are squirrels food?" asked Boo's big sister.
"Well," replied Mama, "some people consider them a food source".
"Mama?" she asked again. "But, Mama, do *we* eat squirrels?"
"NO!" shouted the baby, without pause, from the backseat.
The rest of the family was shocked, stunned into silence and then laughter.
It was the loudest "no" we-the-family have ever heard. In fact, it could possibly have been the loudest, clearest, statement of anything we've heard from our tiny Isla.
And she is, of course, correct. *We* do not eat squirrels.
"Iwah nah eah woowuhs".
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Monday, October 22, 2012
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
a carnivore
"Meahhh. Baawwl."
That's the phonetic pronunciation of Bun Baby's new favorite food. Her own very deliberate articulation of those words is much cuter than one could convey with words. Some diligent parent ought to record it. (Seriously, I just had to backspace the words "video tape" before the "it". O.L.D. But I digress.)
She had her first taste of the ball-o-meat at a Sunday night church dinner - the kind complete with butter beans, homemade breads, meat in both loaf and ball forms and a variety of macaroni and cheese. These particular meatballs were smothered in some kind of yummy brown gravy, and the bitty boo ate them like candy.
Ever since, she's enjoyed them at home, too, albeit without the yummy brown sauce. And she eats them with gusto, shoving the entire ball into her mouth at once.
We-the-parents are so pleased that Isla has added something to her daily diet of pasta, salad dressing and shaky cheese, and continue to stock a large stash of the turkey-ball variety in the freezer.
In other meat-related updates, Isla also enjoys Thai pork chops with jalapeno, honey cured ham (thinly sliced, no bread), and Jimmy John's roast beef.
Don't be left out! Enjoy your own meatball here.
That's the phonetic pronunciation of Bun Baby's new favorite food. Her own very deliberate articulation of those words is much cuter than one could convey with words. Some diligent parent ought to record it. (Seriously, I just had to backspace the words "video tape" before the "it". O.L.D. But I digress.)
She had her first taste of the ball-o-meat at a Sunday night church dinner - the kind complete with butter beans, homemade breads, meat in both loaf and ball forms and a variety of macaroni and cheese. These particular meatballs were smothered in some kind of yummy brown gravy, and the bitty boo ate them like candy.
Ever since, she's enjoyed them at home, too, albeit without the yummy brown sauce. And she eats them with gusto, shoving the entire ball into her mouth at once.
We-the-parents are so pleased that Isla has added something to her daily diet of pasta, salad dressing and shaky cheese, and continue to stock a large stash of the turkey-ball variety in the freezer.
In other meat-related updates, Isla also enjoys Thai pork chops with jalapeno, honey cured ham (thinly sliced, no bread), and Jimmy John's roast beef.
Don't be left out! Enjoy your own meatball here.
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