Viva loves, loves, loves a good mouthful of protein. Beef, chicken, fish, pepperoni, pork, ham... once she gets a taste of meat she normally comes back for more. She eats all her meat and then turns to whomever is sitting closest to see what they have left. In the picture above she headed straight across the table upon discovering Grandma was the only one without an empty plate.
Beef is a particular favorite of Viva's but lately she has been insisting on calling it chicken. She eats chicken too. She can say the word beef. I THINK she can tell they taste different. But for whatever reason she prefers to call her cows poultry. I don't get it.
Now if she would just start working out instead of wimping out at the prospect of extended exercise... she could build some lean mean muscles with all this protein she's been inhaling!
We'll get there. :-)
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