Miss Piggy

Last night we enjoyed an evening out to dinner as a family at Olive Garden.  I'm not ashamed to say this, we really like Olive Garden.  I could eat my entire days calories in breadsticks and salad - actually I am pretty sure I do when I got there.  And it was actually a perfect time - both kids were well behaved and ate well, food was good, the wait wasn't too long - perfect.  Madison ate more of my pasta than I did I think and screamed like mad when I tried to share my her dessert.  Tonight when Scott got home, he asked if there were left overs.  HA!  I ate my leftovers for lunch and your daughter polished off yours.  Not a chance.

I feel like I need to do more updating on the kids on this blog which I have great intentions of doing so but never seem to take the time to write them down.  But as a quick update, Madison has never really been into purees so we kinda just skipped that phase and waited until she could handle "real food" in little pieces.  She now eats almost anything and will eat almost anything.  The order in which you feed her is important - once she has yogurt or sweets she is not eating veggies in any way shape or form.  And the girl spends the mass majority of the day trying to convince me to let her eat Yogurt Melts/Freeze dried yogurt snacks.  I am pretty sure I need to buy them by the pallet in order to keep up with her habit.  I can't totally blame her, Dylan helps out quite a bit too.  She will drink milk from a sippy or straw cup and only gets one bottle at night which I will probably wean over the next few weeks.  I do not understand why the bottle must be gone by 12 months but breast feeding until way too old in opinion is acceptable.  But regardless, we wean near 12 months like we should.  At least with Madison she never took a pacifier so I don't have to work on taking that away too.  And I can't believe I hadn't told everyone yet, but Madison got moved up to the next room at school this past week.  She was the second youngest in her old "infant" room and the first one to move up for she is "terrorizing" the non-walkers and non-playing kids.  They said that she loves her new room, all the toys, and the older kids (they are 12-18 months old I believe).  I am so proud of my advanced little one even if it means I am losing my mind at a much faster rate than anticipated trying to keep up with her.