Spaghetti was on the menu tonight. Clara devoured her food like it was her first meal in days. Three big meatballs later and four servings (yes, you read it right) of pasta later, she finally declared herself done. Adam and I were trying hard not to laugh as she gobbled up her food at dinner tonight. By the way, that is not a pickle on her plate - it is zucchini - at least she tried it, that's more than her mother did.
