Yesterday morning, I was cubing up butternut squash in order to make a slow-cooker dinner. Max kept dancing and saying "want some!" I explained that she didn't want to eat raw squash, but she insisted. Finally, I gave in, and she did eat a few bites.
I guess she knows better than me what she wants, but I'm still not eating this raw.
Friday, 23 September 2011
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