Charlotte Hearts Corn

Not just any kind of corn, but corn on the cob. The first time we had it, I cut the corn off the cob and placed it on her tray and wow did she throw a fit. Whining and pointing at everyone's corn on the cob. Like most things these days, she did not want to be left out. She wanted her own cob and she wanted it now. She absolutely loved it and refused to let us take her out of her seat until she had eaten every last kernel. I'm pretty sure I've never seen anyone get their cob quite as clean as this little girl. Wish we would have discovered her love of corn a little earlier this summer. Claire likes to pretend she likes corn on the cob as much as Charlotte. After about 2-3 bites she often declares that she is done with it. She does, however, like her toast!!