I brought Eva to her first Super Bowl party at Villa Del Rey Assisted Living, the building that Daddy manages. All the little old ladies wanted to see her, and some got a little too close for Eva's comfort. Even Grandma Geri, Dave's mom, couldn't get very close without Eva crying and clinging to me. I felt bad for her, but there's nothing I can do about it. Separation anxiety has really kicked in, and you just have to wait it out.
Eva got her first taste of guacamole off my plate, and instantly started grabbing for it. I sifted out larger chunks of tomato, onion and cilantro and fed her spoonfuls of it. All of a sudden she had a real appetite! Then I took out half a jar of peaches with oatmeal and bananas, and she polished that off. I'm beginning to suspect that it's not solid food that Eva is disinterested in, it's bland baby food! She still won't eat more than half a jar of it. I was hoping to help her develop a taste for a large variety of foods without needing salt or other embellishments, but it appears she's only interested in eating a hearty helping if it's real food.
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