Not Red Hot or Nailed Down

Last night Sophie ate everything that wasn't red hot or nailed down, as my mother would say. She typically eats like a little bird and we're concerned about her nutrition, so this event deserves documentation. Here's an estimate of the take: 3 oz steak, half a small sweet potato, half a carrot, and a small slice of cheese. It took about an hour at the dinner table to get all this in. Brian and I were long since finished, but we just hung out. Brian said, "you don't interupt a hot shooter when they're on a roll."