Monday, June 12, 2006
I hear that it is a sign of some kind of deficiency (like iron?) when you like to eat sand. Aston would run straight for the beach, get a handful of sand and put it in his mouth. Even if we were just walking along the beach, sometimes he would wait for an opening to get to the sand, get a quick bite and come back with us to walk. He always ended up with a sand goat T.
Posted by Britney at 11:50 AM