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Seriously - click the link and look at the little ducky.

I want one, I want one so much.

They also have a frog.

Well, she's three. I'm not too concerned.

All the same, when I bought some Sri Lankan food yesterday, I ate most of it where she couldn't see. But I still had two with me when I went upstairs for a visit, and Ana asked me for some. And she really wanted to try some, even after I warned her that it was very spicy.

So I gave her a fish ball. And she ate the whole thing, even when it meant she had to breathe heavily through her opened mouth.

And then, a minute or so later, she started running, I mean running back and forth in the hallway, screaming* at the top of her lungs! I expected flames to shoot out of her mouth and ears! AND SHE WAS STILL PUTTING IT IN HER MOUTH WHILE SHE WAS RUNNING!

I literally collapsed on the floor and just cracked up. Eventually, Jenn gave her some soy milk and calmed her down. Ana had already done this that evening with some of a mutton roti she'd been given, and then proceeded to do so *again* after taking some *more* mutton roti. Maybe her palate is expanding?

All I know is, this was hilarious. I mean, absolutely hysterical.

*_{Ana says "No, I wasn't screaming, I was shrieking." I've had so many conversations on this subject, especially when I was her age, I'm not even arguing.}

Area man thinks infant son might be gay.

My mother told the story about a neighbor they had once, who was convinced that his son was going to grow up to be gay, because at two years old he liked to play with soft toys. And he was a doctor, so of course he knew!

Joke is, one of his sons was gay. Just wasn't that one.