She's just like me.

So there's the Brad Paisley song, "Anything Like Me" about a father and son.  It's perfect for John and PJ.

They need to have a song like this about me and Maggie.

I love food.  Seriously.  In my life, my loves go as follows:

1. My family
2. Food
3. the Bears

So there you go.  Maggie has inherited my love of food.

Yesterday, she was sitting in her little chair eating some crunchies.  I was making dinner.  She ran out and started to get very agitated.

Agitated to the point that I SWEAR she said MA MA!

Which wouldn't be entirely crazy, since PJ says Mama all day long around her.

I turned around and she was looking at me, looking at the tray.  I gave her more food.

My little girl was happy. :)  Just like me.

She's also starting to not want purees.  She'll eat the first half and then she'll realize, hey I can have some cheese.  Or some of that bread.  Or maybe some grapes.  I hate purees, so I am fine with this, but I also hate cutting everything into itty bitty pieces.

PJ was off purees around 9 months.  I suspect Mags will be too.

So she can continue to eat food.  Because she loves food, just like her mama.