Fries
I feel like often I underestimate what the kids can do. I have given them more than they can handle, but I usually cut things into smaller pieces than necessary, or give more help than I need to with physical tasks. Today Betsy and I met Shallan for lunch and Betsy grabbed a sweet potato fry from the plate and ate it up, no problem. She didn’t need it in itty bitty pieces. She’s a big girl now. She eats fries whole. And she loved them.
