I was out one evening this summer with some friends, three couples, and one of them brought along their young daughter, Maia, who was just over a year old. Her mother was trying to get her to eat some sort of baby mush and Maia wanted nothing to do with it. She kept protesting and her mother kept trying to get her to eat it. Maia was persistent. She wanted the potato chips that were on the table. The rest of us found this to be amusing. We were enjoying our drinks and didn’t mind having Maia out with us. I could tell her parents were getting frustrated. At some point, her father gave up and just let her have some potato chips. Maia was thrilled.
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