Our delicate flower

Abby may look like her brother, but she has the appetite of two Owens. He was a good eater in the early going, but as has been noted before, is now rather choosy about what he will deign to ingest. Abby, on the other hand, is at the wonderful stage in which she will eat anything. This afternoon we tried some beef stew baby food, and she ate it, smeared on her face and in her hair, and waited for more. She's a long way from the cotillion ball.