1. My ten-month-old daughter who prefers solid foods of the flesh variety*, sinking her six teeth into my neck, cheek and shoulder every chance she gets — and laughing when I yelp, “No! Eating mommy is not allowed!”
2. The reason I am shopping for turtlenecks in June.
[from Spanish Canibales, meaning pint-sized vampire]
*The author is most thankful this has not extended to nursing habits