Thursday

It's funny how food aversions developed in pregnancy can linger. While I was pregnant, I all but eliminated coffee and chicken from my diet. Couldn't stand either of them for months. Happily, my love for coffee returned (albeit in a decaf version), but chicken has had a slower comeback.

Tonight I made Maw Maw's famous chicken-and-rice for dinner and I was reminded how much I hate touching and cooking with raw chicken. Honestly, its probably been a year since I've cooked chicken at home. It was all I could do to cut it up and throw it in the pot. But the end result was pretty good, so maybe I'm getting over the hump.

Meg is four months old today and is so much fun. It's quietly amazing to see her grow every single day, doing something new or noticing an object for the first time. We went to the doctor for her checkup today and she is perfect (the doctor's words, not mine :). She is quite healthy at, ahem, over the 97th percentile in weight for her age. It's all in her cheeks, though. 

This picture is about a month old, but it totally cracks me up. You can see that she is not at all impressed by the camera. All I can think when I see this is: "Whatchyou talkin' about, Willis?"

Soundtrack: Jack Johnson, "Banana Pancakes"