Last night Husband got his first taste of what it’s going to be like to have a DAUGHTER, rather than just a BABY.
We had a small bit of brownies left in the house that he and I were splitting. I gave her a taste, and of course she wanted more. She ran down the hallway to Husband, who offered her a taste as well. She came back to me and when I told her it was all gone, she ran back to him. He told her the same, and she promptly sat down, gave him a look that could freeze lava, and threw a head shaking (“no” motion), wailing fit. You would have thunk we told her she could never eat again. After making several more trips between us and ascertaining that the brownies were, indeed, gone, she spent the rest of the night whining and moping.
Even I was surprised at the amount of happiness chocolate seemed to bring to a 13-month-old!