That’s how my lispy toddler says “hungry,” and I’ve given up trying to correct her. It’s cute, people, and she’s got too much to say to worry about controlling her face perfectly. So this morning, when I told Hazel that we were going to give Julia solid food, she kept telling Amos and I that Julia was going to eat “food like us ’cause she’s HUNGEEEEEEEEEE, very HUNGEEEEEEEE, and I’m going to mix it up and eat it too ’cause I like oatmeal and why can’t I have oatmeal I don’t want
thosepancakesrightnow!” Um, you get the picture. It was way more exciting for Hazel than for Julia. I love how interested she is in Julia; Hazel wanted to help at every step, from opening the box to actually feeding her. I snapped this very quick shot almost accidentally (hence the blurry redness) of Hazel trying to sneak Julia’s first bite!
Oh, and I almost forgot!! Last night, when I stripped Jules down for her nap, she was playing around on the
bed and actually got her foot into her mouth. She seemed pretty psyched about this, having now four permanently attached teething toys instead of just her two hands!