I Want Grass

Tonight we sat down to dinner: pork chops and a salad. Amara typically won't eat either of those, so I gave her black beans and string cheese instead. In the middle of the meal, Amara said, "I want grass?" We looked at her, trying to figure out what she wanted. She pointed at the salad bowl and again repeated, "I want grass?" Sure enough, she was requesting the salad. We gave her a couple leafs of spinach and she gobbled them down. No more getting out of salads for her!