I love food.
I love going out to eat. I love sitting in a big girl chair and waving to everyone in the restaurant and tasting the crayons while I wait for my order.
I really love the Pancake House. I love to go there and eat yogurt melts, oatmeal, fruit and pancakes until mom and dad think I might explode.
I also love eating at home, especially if pasta is on the menu. Lucky for me, mom is darn near worthless in the kitchen so pasta is on the menu almost daily.
Seriously, I just really love eating. Except mushroom barley soup. Now that's disgusting.