I can’t decide whether I have a turkey or a pig for a daughter…she gobbled her food right up like a pig!
This morning’s feeding was pretty typical. Khloe half-heartedly ate about half of the rice cereal I had prepared, wasn’t that into it. Later this afternoon I realized she was still acting hungry and unsatisfied from nursing, and after reflecting that today is the 5th day of solids and I could add another feeding if I wanted to, I did! And wow, what a champ. It probably helped that I made sure it was a bit warmer than usual (it tasted yummier as a result), AND anytime she started to act disinterested or upset, I started singing her favorite song…Take Me Out to the Ballgame. And it worked! She kept opening her mouth for more until I was scraping the bottom of the bowl. She ate all of it! I had even accidentally made a little more cereal than usual. I was so proud of her! I think we’ll be starting some sweet potatoes on Tuesday….solid foods, full speed ahead!
Kory finished his assignment training the employees of the Kutztown Chick-fil-A on Thursday, and he’s been back in his own Chick-fil-A yesterday and today. But that’s it before he leaves on Monday for his grand adventures elsewhere! He will fly to Missouri on Monday, be there for a week, and then fly straight to Phoenix for 3 weeks. Khloe and I will be joining him (and my in-laws) on Sept 22nd for about 5 days. So Khloe and I just have to make it 2 1/2 weeks before we see him again. That’s all, huh..? 
Kory and I had a delightful date yesterday afternoon. Our dear friend Cindy from church agreed to take Khloe for an hour or so while we had some one-on-one husband/wife time. I was so excited, I was giddy as a teenager while I waited for Kory to get home from work. We planned to go to our regular ice cream place (cute, 50′s style, homemade ice cream–yum!) and then swing on the swings at the local park. However, when we got to our ice cream place we realized it didn’t open until 5pm (boo), so we went with plan B and got some frozen treats at the nearby gas station. Yeah, Turkey Hill! We then swang for a bit, but the rusty chains and distant spacing between the swings, not to mention the oppressive heat, drove us back to the Pilot where we hung out in the cool A/C. Not as we planned, but we enjoyed every minute. 
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