So much in common.

Sometimes I'm surprised at how much Amelia and I have in common. At the risk of sounding like an overly-indulgent parent, I gave Amelia the jelly bean she was asking for this morning. She carried the pink jelly bean around for a while, licking it every once in a while, but finally decided to give it back to mommy (which is what she usually does with jelly beans).

Since she had tasted, but not eaten, the first jelly bean she decided she needed a new one. I brought her back into the kitchen and pulled a jelly bean out of her Easter basket. I noticed it was black when I gave it to her, but didn't think much of it. Unlike the first jelly bean, she put this one straight into her mouth and bit into it. I caught a slight whiff of licorice and as I turned back to the cereal (we did eat a real breakfast today) I said aloud, "I didn't like black licorice when I was a little girl; I wonder if you'll like it."

The answer came quickly. After some contemplation Amelia decided that she really did not like licorice and spit the jelly bean out and onto the floor. Black candy juice was all over her face, but she didn't seem unhappy in the least. And admittedly, I had to laugh. I remembered a story about being a young girl and "sharing" a packet of candy coins with my little brother by giving him all of the black candies, which I didn't like.

To put your minds at ease, Amelia is now enjoying Cheerios, half a buttermilk biscuit and some banana. Believe me, we don't eat candy for breakfast around here (sweets on an empty stomach don't agree with me anyway).

Lisa