Owen still hasn't quite mastered the art of eating with utensils - but he eats burritos like a California native. The first time we gave him a taste of ours he got so excited that we let him keep eating - and he ate nearly the whole thing. Now he cries ITO! ITO! as soon as he gets a glimpse of that foil wrapper. He can't lift a whole one, so he has to bend over to eat until it's light enough to lift. Once we made the mistake of taking him with us to the burrito place down the street and getting the burritos to go. As soon as we walked out the door he threw a tantrum. He doesn't like to wait for his burrito.
I understand his obsession. I love burritos a little too enthusiastically myself. When I was pregnant with Owen (and hungry ALL THE TIME) I craved burritos so badly I nearly had some sent to me from San Francisco. And come to think of it, I've never liked to get my burritos to go. It's frustrating and a little sad to walk along holding a burrito when you could be eating it. So maybe it's in his genes. Don't worry about his diet, though. He has two parents, so he inherited a variety of tastes. Burritos AND sausages!
