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1. Casper really likes salty things. She eats slices of feta cheese plain and says "more cheese." (By the way, did you know that 'feta' in Greek means 'slice'? Hee.) She loves canned black olives. Tonight she sucked on the salt shaker. When she spilled some salt, she ate it using her wet fingertip as a tool. I am, of course, covinced that this desire for salty things is a) pathological and b) my fault.

2. The nights still suck. Up 2-3 times every night. We've also gotten into a very bad bedtime dynamic - she cries when we put her down, then quiets, but stays awake playing in the dark for a considerable time - up to half an hour. Is this normal? I'm worried it's a sign of Something Bad. We're talking about re-night weaning/re-Ferberizing this weekend when we can nap to give ourselves a break. The sleep deprivation is really getting to me again. But Casper seems so fragile right now - she woke up from her nap at 4 and cried for me for half an hour, until I got home. Conflicting needs. I thought listening to a baby cry was hard, but listening to a toddler sob, "mommy, mommy, up" is, if anything, worse.

In things that I am not angstifying about, tonight in the space of 15 minutes Casper colored on the wall with 3 different colored crayons and spilled sparkly pink paint on one of our nice maple dining room chairs. Hooray for soap-and-water-washable children's art supplies! Oh, and she licked the paintbrush - hooray for non-toxic ditto!

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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.