Eating Like a Bird

After our allergy appointment this morning we bought lunch and headed over to my old job to eat with my former co-workers. I had bought Charlie a grilled cheese sandwhich and myself a greek salad with tunafish and balsamic dressing. Charlie decided, of course, that he would much rather have my salad than his sandwhich, so we sat together sharing it.

This turned out to be much to the amusement of my co-workers because Charlie does not actually like salad -- he is more a fan of the dressing -- so his eating salad meant that he would put a bite in his mouth, chew it up, and then regurgitate it right back into the salad, which I continued to blithely eat.

It was, they noted, like a mother bird feeding her baby, except in reverse.