Tonight I was making quesadillas for supper. BR was sitting in the living room playing. As soon as she heard the oven timer, she got up and ran across the kitchen babbling excitedly. She ran to her cupboard, dug around, and emerged triumphantly holding a bib in her hand. Somebody was definitely hungry!
(And in case anyone thinks the poor kid was starved, the daycare lady told me that the whole lunch was inhaled, and she also had two minigos and half a banana for her afternoon snack. We may have a growth spurt coming up!)