Our little one is on the mend thanks to the combination of breathing treatments and steroids. These steroids, though, have turned our (these days too busy playing trains to want to slow down and eat for more than 2 minutes) little boy into a hungry hungry hippo. Today alone I think he ate his weight in anything and everything we put in front of him. About a half hour after cleaning his plate at dinner he ran to the kitchen and cried for “nacks” pointing to the warm banana bread on the counter. He doesn’t typically have a nighttime snack, but given how hungry he’d been all day, and how that’s a side effect, I certainly wasn’t going to deny the boy. Plus, I can’t blame him for wanting warm banana bread. I know I can’t resist it. He devoured a half piece, and let me know that he was not satisfied, asking for “a bite!” and then saying “please” until I got up from the table to get more.
