Iz got her first taste of ice cream today. I put a tiny bit on the end of a spoon and fed it to her.

She looked, in the following order:

- slightly surprised (cold!)
- thoughtful
- very thoughtful
- OMG GIVE ME MORE OF THAT NOW NOW NOW

I have never seen this kid get so excited about ANYTHING. She propped herself up on her arms, gave me a look like two laser beams cutting directly to my soul, and started making urgent little grunting noises and, I kid you not, SHAKING from excitement.

It was so fun, I had to stop myself from stuffing her full of it, but I figured I'm not quite prepared to deal with Baby's First Sugar High and the resulting crash.

Seriously, no one told me parenting could be this much fun.