... from others her age...
First off, she is probably the only little person in kindergarten who doesn't know how to write her ABC's and 123's, but can sing every Hannah Montana song and knows all three of the Jonah's Brothers. And she thinks they're hot!
Second thing was reinforced on the way home from the gym today.
"Mom, what are we having for supper?" Liv asked.
"Chicken, and probably potatoes and maybe some creamed corn?" I responded.
"How about some of that green stuff?" she asked.
"No! That yummy green stuff!"
"Green beans?" I tried again.
"No Mommy! That green stuff that we love!" She is getting frustrated at this point.
But now it all makes sense to me.
"You mean, spinach??"
You betcha, folks. My little one loves spinach. And I'm not talking about your average spinach salad with mandarin pieces and strawberries and sweet dressing. No sir'eee.
My little darling loves COOKED spinach! Like Popeye!
(Wow. Did I spell Popeye right? 'Cause spelled that way, it's more the thing that nightmares are made of... not childhood strong men!)