Alex has been on a partial hunger strike since we've been here. He's hard to feed at home and here, it's been next to impossible to find something he'll eat. At home, if he doesn't eat, I just give him a meal shake, but apparently Panamanians like to eat their meals rather than drink them because I can't find so much as a Slim Fast around here. It makes it doubly hard when I can't read the packages to find out if what I've been buying is what I really need. John's of very little help. I hand him a package and he'll say "It's made of corn", or "that means vanilla". The first time I came home with powdered milk. The second time I came home with oatmeal. When I actually tried to buy baby oatmeal, I came home with this powdered stuff that when mixed with water looks and tastes like mushy rotten bananas. All I want is a stupid Carnation Vanilla Breakfast Shake! Could it really be that hard to find?? Apparently so.
Today, I gave up. Today I decided to just go with what I know. Today, I bought Alex an old stand by. Canned green beans. The second I took the can out of the grocery bag Alex started to shake with excitement. I showed him the can and he squealed " BEANS!!! BEANS BEANS BEANS!!!!" He followed me to the bathroom and the entire time I was opening and draining the can he was groaning "Beeeeeens, Beeeeeens, Beeeeeens..." He immediately began to shovel them into his mouth occasionally stopping to gasp for air and say "BEANS!!!" and then back to snarfing them down. He ate his beans until he couldn't eat any more and right now is resting in a bean induced coma.
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