Do anyone else's kids want to eat butter alone? As in, "do you want butter and honey on your pancake?" "No, just butter." Okay, just butter on your pancake?" "No. Just butter." Today Henry ate a good chunk of a stick and then I caught Mia up on the counter with a huge spoon and a mouthful. Then again, neither of them have been eating much lately through the coughs and cold. I have nothing against fat for little kids, particularly when it's good quality but sometimes those two and their deep affection make me wonder.