The carrot went in her mouth.
It took several attempts on her part. She seemed uninterested, so I tried to take the carrot away from her. This was met with a insistent, "I can do it. I can do it," and barrage of arm flapping, feet pumping, and multiple evasive maneuvers on the girl's end. She would then fuzzy eyeball that carrot like it was about to sprout wings and take off with her Dora the Explorer doll. We performed this dance multiple times. She really wanted to take that bite, but just couldn't bring herself to do it.
She finally did it. It wasn't so much a bite as it was a scraping of teeth on orange flesh, but she took a bit off none-the-less.
And promptly spit it out and fed it to her brother before I could stop her.
But I do have proof that vegetables did grace the lips of that child.
January 27, 2015 - Family update
2 years ago