Sitting in Michael's Lap
Child #1: A girl
Typical meal: Can of Beefaroni, half pint of chocolate milk, granny smith apple, cup of blueberry yogurt -- and other, stranger combinations.
Favorite snack: Bean burrito from Taco Hell, no red sauce, extra onions.
Child #2: A boy
Typical meal: Sirloin Steak, extra rare, well seasoned but no salt. Veggies, potato maybe, but I'll just pick at them -- what I really want is the MEAT! And the bloodier, the better. I ate red meat 3 times a day at least when I was pregnant with my son.
Favorite snack: anything chocolate. I ate so much during my pregnancy that I couldn't stand to even look at anything resembling chocolate for at least a year afterward.
I am very hard to gross out with food, since my grandfather found a perverse delight in eating really WEIRD and typically inedible things, then coaxing me to try them -- usually with the promise of dessert. I have eaten everything from lobster eyes to gator jowls to odd-looking bits of sushi whose origin I would rather not question ... and the only thing I hated so much that I just COULDN'T eat it without retching is GRITS. Blech.