I am, of course, covinced that this desire for salty things is a) pathological and b) my fault.
Nah, she's just getting ready for Margarita Night down at daycare.
I doubt there's anything pathological about it. Salt tastes good. I'd imagine most of what she eats at this point is probably pretty bland.
I once wrote my brother's name on a wall in crayon, apparently thinking my mom would blame him for it. He was two at the time. I never really thought things through in those days.
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Date: 2005-05-06 12:39 am (UTC)Nah, she's just getting ready for Margarita Night down at daycare.
I doubt there's anything pathological about it. Salt tastes good. I'd imagine most of what she eats at this point is probably pretty bland.
I once wrote my brother's name on a wall in crayon, apparently thinking my mom would blame him for it. He was two at the time. I never really thought things through in those days.