Z and I had a fun day of shopping, riding a 2 level carousel (or “carouself” as she calls it), and sharing a bowl of ice cream. As we watched the carousel go around and around, we enjoyed spoonfuls of dulce de leche and brownie ice creams. Yum.
With several possible bites left in the bowl, Z informed me she was all done. Can I say how humbling it can be to admire a 2 year old when it comes to food? I love that she knew she was satisfied right then and there and ready to see what life brought next. I strive to be like that at every meal. And, unlike Z, it does not come naturally to me.
I hope she keeps this innate ability for life.
Awwww! That is really something very precious too watch. I’m glad you were able to admire Z and her achieving her point of satisfaction; unlike my parents who screwed my sense of appetite for life with the “YOU ARE NOT MOVING FROM THE TABLE UNTIL YOU HAVE FINISHED YOUR DINNER”. You’re doing good. Real good.