Dear Maya,
You love food. Absolutely love it. Here is a video where we believe you were pretty much possessed. We thought at any minute your head might do a 360 ala Linda Blair.
Its only French Onion Soup. Take it easy man. It is one of Mommy's favorite soups and she makes a pretty mean version. But really. There is no need to get carried away. We can always make more. This is even after you ate dinner already. Beast. Sheesh.
You also experienced your first Indian food earlier this week. At first we started out with just rice but moved into some lentils and other stuff. You loved the Aloo Gobi and the Naan. You tried the Tandori chicken but weren't a big fan. I don't think it was the spices. (heck the French Onion Soup was 10x more spiced then the chicken you had) I don't think you're a fan of the texture yet.
Then yesterday we hit Elliot Bay and you DEVOURED the grilled Zucchini. You also loved Mama's Mahi Mahi. Pescetarian Maybe? Maybe we should have sushi for your first birthday! (Ok, I just saw a documentary on Sushi and I have a mean craving for it right now. Give me a break.)
I'm going to relish in these days when you like food. I know (and fear) the day when you'll turn your nose up to just about anything. Let's hope we can avoid that. A Daddy can dream right?
In addition to your food adventures you have also discovered the tupperware drawer. Not only did you empty everything you could reach but you licked everything before you put it back in. Ew.
But that means you are getting taller too. I swear the other day you could barely reach the top of this table.
Now you're just about able to make some pretty bad "uh-ohs" up there.
Yes I yelled at you and told you "No!" That didn't go over well. I think you even managed to work up a few real tears on that one.
Good times Mai. Good times. :-)
Love,
Daddy