One more thing that used to be my daughter’s favorite was ketchup. When she was in her walker and I would open the refridgerator, she would zoom up so fast behind me and snatch the ketchup bottle from the door and suck on it. It would gross my husband out so we had HER ketchup bottle and then ours tucked away in the back of the fridge. For her first birthday my uncle bought her a 48 ounce ketchup bottle as a joke. He said, "Hey, I wanted to get her, her favorite!" I think she did like that present best.