Dan and I just took the family to Harner's in North Aurora. If you’ve never been there, it's a great restaurant. They have the best sausage gravy I've ever had, I won't even order it anywhere else, IT'S THAT GOOD.
Usually, the girls eat like birds, especially Olivia. It's pretty funny; they stay about 1/2 inch and a 1/2 lb away from each other ALL THE TIME and they just leap frog. One grows a pound and an inch and then the other one does. So, when we go to Harner's the girls split a kid’s pancake with bacon. One big pancake, 2 pieces of bacon, 2 plates. Sometimes they eat it all, sometimes not so much. Today Grace eats a roll, a piece of banana bread, all of the pancake (without stopping or breathing), picks up the bacon without pausing, eats that, starts looking around for more food. She eats Dan's sausage gravy with like half a biscuit, she eats my egg whites from 2 fried eggs, she eats my hash browns, she eats a container of raspberry jam with a spoon. She PICKS UP A CONTAINER OF BUTTER AND EATS THAT, and then eats A THIRD of my country fried steak. She slugs down a glass of chocolate milk and wipes her face with her arm. SHE IS MY HERO. She weighs 36 pounds and you can make your fingers touch around her waist.
We get in the car and she picks up her bag of kettle corn from Sunny Acres and eats that ALL THE WAY HOME (here's a plug for my brother; Carny Brothers Kettle Corn is at Sunny Acres thru Saturday night, also at the Naperville Farmer's Market Saturday morning; seriously, it's highly addictive).
You'd think she'd be in a carb induced coma, but no, her bedroom is right next to my office and I can hear her singing "The Wheels on The Bus" at the top of her lungs right now. Apparently Olivia has fainted from hunger; she ate 4 bites of the aforementioned pancake and a tablespoon of jam, she has already fallen asleep; this little piggy had none.