I was eating wasabi peas last night, and Harriet asked for one, so I let her try them. I figured she’d spit it out, which she did, with wrinkled nose and lips. And then she picked it up again. And then she spit it out again. And then she picked it up again and ate it. I gave her another one, and she repeated the whole song and dance a second time. Then a third time.
Today, she’s down to just spitting them out once or twice, but she’s still eating them. Weirdo.
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