Amy doesn't eat, full stop. She has been known to survive entire weeks on condiments and carpet fluff.
Imagine our joy if you will when upon a recent cafe visit we discovered that Amy likes cherry tomatoes.
So we added a punnet to this weeks shopping and yesterday a sliced a few in half to put with her lunch of two slices of ham and a slice of chicken roll. I was pleased when she ate up all of the tomatoes and some of the ham. Woohoo, I've cracked it.
Or so I thought, whilst upstairs tackling both of the girls bedrooms Amy got into the fridge and helped herself to the remaining tomatoes. All of them!
I am now dealing with the very runny and very smelly fall out. I didn't think poo came in that shade of red