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If I were 14 months old, and someone lovingly prepared me a delicious yet nutritious meal of grilled cheese on whole wheat bread and lightly steamed baby carrots, I wouldn't throw every last bite off of my highchair and onto the floor.

But hey, that's just me.

Posted 08 November 2004 at 12:30 PM