The gym worked well enough and good GOD could I tell I hadn't been able to go for 2 1/2 weeks. Quite alot of water in my clothes after 40 minutes cross training (on level 2! how lame, but I thought I'm bump it down to give myself an easier ride back in).
That's quite enough vacuous waffle about gyms. Back to the subject at hand:
Nora didn't eat her tea *again* last night. I think she's temporarily gone off her nicey pasta what I do her every Friday (there was some left over) which is a darned nuisance, frankly. I'm wondering whether to try a completely different tack this Friday and give her a very different meal altogether.
We'll have to see. Lunchtimes are a riot of cheese, tomatoes, serrano / parma ham - she's even been known to eat the odd olive. She's getting in to green beans, she seems to like hoummous in small quantities...
I'll be so glad when she can use a knife and fork and she's a bit older (and we can use our fucking kitchen again). We can all eat together, and she can eat what she's given!
Teeth pain seems to have subsided somewhat, but toddlerdom flumps are definitely here to stay.
