a girl with an appetite

My grandfather used to joke that I had a hollow leg when I would eat 3 helpings of vegetable soup and still manage to scarf down an ice cream parfait for dessert afterwards. But I don't hold a candle to Julia Ellen, who at 17 months of age ate for supper tonight: 1/2 container yogurt, 2 slices of canned pears, 1 bowl applesauce, 1/2 of a hot dog, and 6 slivers of watermelon, with milk to wash it all down.

Note that she is not the neatest eater, but 90% of the food did make it into her mouth.