Uncle Keith brought Lydia a shrimp platter from Costco last week when he and Aunt Leanna were here waiting for baby Isaac to come into the world. Lydia was in heaven. I told her to stop eating after she consumed half the tray, not because I thought she would get sick (she's already proven her stomach knows no limits when it comes to shrimp), but because I wanted other folks to have a chance to eat some, too. When I told her to stop eating, Lydia proceeded to suck on the tails of the shrimp she had already consumed.
Today, while Uncle Keith was in town, he stopped by Costco and bought Lydia another shrimp platter. Tisk. Tisk. (Insert finger wagging here). She's one spoiled little girl--and she's loving every bite of it.
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