Ice Cream
Ice cream, especially the type I make, is extremely calorie-dense. I once weighed more than I wanted to weigh and weighed myself daily and plotted my weights on the fridge door as a reminder. I didn't allow myself to eat icecream as long as I was over 170 pounds. It was a great motivator for me, and it worked to get the pounds off. But it is a great way to put the pounds on too, and today Amy actually ate a small bowl of icecream after her bath. Initially, I brought her just a couple of bites, since I thought she probably wouldn't eat it, but after she finished it I asked, "Would you like some more ice cream?" and she clearly replied, "I would!" But since then, she's been pretty non-responsive. It's amazing she can go up and down so much.
I've finally found the perfect way to give her something to drink. A bike water bottle! Mine has graduations on the side to measure how much I give her and I can squirt water into her mouth without it running down the side of her face. After struggling with sippy cups (too slow) and bottles (too difficult to control) it really is perfect.