"Excuse me, Sir. Can I have more?"

At the beginning of this month, Erin moved up in school from the infant room to the mobile room. This was a big step for her because things are different in the mobile room.  They nap once a day (though Erin gets to nap as much as she'd like) and they eat at little table and chairs. They use sign language, do art projects, work on imagination-based play, and engage in all kinds of snazzy-sounding curriculum.  Currently they're focused on the book Brown Bear, Brown Bear What Do You See, which is Erin's 3rd favorite book. She especially likes that her friend, Henry Finn is also in the classroom with her. They are the two youngest kiddos by about 4 months. 

The second day we brought her in the teacher saw us putting her things away, looked at us negatively and commented, "Hmm, you didn't bring any food?"  We were confused: she informed us the day before that day care provides food for the kids this age.  We said as such, whereupon she recommended that although they did provide food for the older kids, we probably wanted to bring purees and things that might be easier for Erin to eat.  We agreed to bring more baby-ish food in, shamefully thinking what bad parents we were for not providing age-appropriate food.  

When we picked her up that afternoon, the teacher, half shocked and half amazed, told us that Erin ate: soft tacos, yogurt, graham crackers, chicken, rice, peaches, peas, banana, toast with cream cheese, crackers, cheese, water and milk.  

She then told us, "Uh, I don't think you need to bring in any more baby food."  

That's my girl!