You know how sometimes you go to a blog and read all about how that mother has fed junior peas and butternut squash for lunch, and how she's so happy that she's introduced these kinds of foods into junior's diet at such a young age, because, look! how healthy he is? And then you glance over at the high-chair tray of your own junior and feel just a little smaller about the cut-up hot dog and French fries you've tossed there?
That will not happen here.
My daughter, at 15 months old, is neither walking nor talking. Though she does have about 6 words.
One of them is "Otter Pop".
Friday, September 16, 2005
Filed under: things not to mention to Social Services
Posted by Piece of Work at 10:45 AM
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