You think i would learn my lesson by now, because this is what she ate late week:
Coke. The Professor and I both grew up in Coca Cola Headquarters, so our progeny has a genetic predisposition towards it. I think that if you were to put the Professor's blood into a centrifuge, it would separate into blood cells, plasma, and Coke. Nonetheless, i think the BabyGirl is a bit young to start a Coke habit.
So the moral of the story is clear. You have to watch that BabyGirl like a hawk.