We’re right in the baby food stage again, and while my daughter
enthusiastically ate whatever we spooned into her cute little mouth, my
son is a little more picky, even doing the “clamp the lips shut and go
un-unhhh” thing.He’s really all about the big people food. He’ll
reject his gooey little pureed meals and then practically knock the
fork right out of my hand in an interception attempt if I am eating
something that seems to appeal to him. Since he’s only seven months and
just had his first two teeth break through just this week, though, I am
not ready to give him even very mushy teensy morsels of grownup food no
matter how much he might want it. “Get some teeth, then we’ll talk,” I
tell him as I fend off his advances on my dinner with one hand and
balance him on my lap with the other.
In today’s New York Times, father Keith Dixon talks about how he and his wife got around the baby food issue and raised a pretty adventurous eater in the process...
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