Ice Cream is Good
I've had to come to terms that I've given birth to a picky eater. Maybe "picky" is not the right word. "Unadventurous" (aka "BORING") is probably the better label. He's not one to try new things. (On the bright side, he doesn't put a lot of foreign objects in his mouth.) He's not a big fan of meat. (I think we may have the next incarnate of the Dalai Lama on our hands.)
So, when we went to Ben & Jerry's while Chris was getting a haircut, I wasn't surprised when Parker refused to taste my ice cream. This time, I had to prove to the little one that Mommy's was right and baby was wrong...Ice cream is good. Parker's head bobbed left to right. Mommy's cone moved in and out. Then...BAM! Bulleye! Mommy's cone connected with baby's mouth.
And...yes, baby had to agree. Mommy was right. Ice cream is good.
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