Brody has the craziest sense of taste. Since infancy he's been drawn to sour foods like lemons and limes. I've never seen him pucker up at the intense sour taste. He will chew on a lemon slice until only the rind remains, then keep chewing on the rind until someone asks him to spit it out. He also loves spicy foods and will continue eating them while he sweats and his eyes turn red and watery. He's a big fan of Anita's salsa and likes to dip his chip over and over again, licking off the salsa after each dip.
At Mamie's he's an eater of unusual vegetables. He can finish a bowl of raw radishes all by himself. Last night he couldn't get enough of the raw onion soaked in vinegar. While I ate them with pot roasted beef and potatoes, Brody ate them alone. Then asked for more. And more. And more. The kiss I received from Brody as I left for work this morning was rather unpleasant. I hope toddler toothpaste is strong enough to take care of his onion stinkbreath.
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