I basically live from one food event to another. I get up, I think about breakfast, I go to work, I think about tea, I think about lunch, I contemplate a snack, I day dream about dinner. This is especially true when I know yummy food is in the future. I've already spent a decent amount of time focusing on baby shower menu selections that I could pick and where I want to go for my birthday lunch with Jen and my birthday dinner with Jon, George and Devon.
It is just the way I am wired. It's amazing I don't weigh 700 lbs with as much as I think about food. I think my only saving grace is I think about it and plan it more than I actually eat it...at least at this point in my life. I mean, I am, after all, a person who reads cookbooks as a hobby.
Is it any wonder then that my daughter is so zealous about food?
At least it's good healthy food most of the time (although cookies have their own dance)...
In this case it's an apple... that she picked out all on her own and dug into. I'm proud of that. My kid sitting on the kitchen counter isn't shy about digging into a crisp new apple.
My little Foodie Jr.