Someone is on a food strike. That's okay, little diva pixie. I've got you covered. She still drinks her shake in the morning. She doesn't know that I performm small feats of alchemy every morning to mix up a 700calorie bomb. Greek yogurt, instant breakfast, flax seed oil, benecalorie, rice milk. That's right. So while I'm pulling my hair out trying to get this baby to eat something again - this is day 3 of the no longer eating strike - I don't have to freak out too much because she is getting something. It's just not my ideal of what I want her to eat. She will grow out of this someday, right?