Tonight we had chicken paprikash (a delicious new recipe) which is basically chicken in a paprika sauce with red and green peppers served over noodles. Hallie ate three noodles (plain) and two grapes, and a quarter of a slice of bread. All in all, it was a pretty good meal for her. She also took her vitamins. So, when dessert was out of the oven, brownies, I thought she could have a little piece. So I'm sitting there, eating my brownie, and I give her a little bite, and she eats it, and seems excited about it. She loves brownies.
Then daddy started getting his "dessert" ready. Now I had competition. She loves it when daddy makes his oats. When I say oats, I mean a completely unique to Devin concoction that he created during his undergraduate days when he was hungry and had nothing in the cupboard. It is oats (uncooked) mixed with a little peanut butter, milk, and a little sugar. Yeah, that's it.
So Devin's mixing this up, and I give Hallie another bite of oh so precious fresh out of the oven melt in your mouth delicious brownie. She watches daddy take a bite of his oats, and then marches over to him, and asks for a bite too. With a brownie in one hand, she chooses oats!!
She has a few bites of his oats, and then completely rejects my brownies in favor of his oats.
I'm still crossing my fingers that I can convert her to loving bacon.