Molly,
Very rarely have you met a food you don't like. We're extremely lucky that you're not a picky eater. You like squash and edamame, love carrots and applesauce, and you will try most things, even if just once. (The rare exception is bananas -- you don't like bananas.)
And when you hit growth spurts, you REALLY eat. Like this past week... one night I had to work late. You and Daddy called to chat...
Daddy: "Molly, how many chicken nuggets did you eat?"
MP: "Six!"
Daddy: "How many bowls of applesauce did you eat?"
MP: "Two!"
Daddy: "How many carrots did you eat?"
MP: (Pause) "A lot!"
Then tonight, when I picked you up from Y-Care, you were eating some corn chips and animal crackers. We got home and you had two string cheese sticks and a Capri-Sun lemonade. Then we had Costco chicken for dinner (two big helpings), mixed veggies (broccoli, cauliflower, and carrots), applesauce, and mashed potatoes. And you went to bed without a peep.
You grow, my little Peanut. You grow.
Love,
Mommy
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