...the boy will eat anything. Today, Baby m had spinach tomato quiche for breakfast, and fried calamari for dinner. Yesterday he had grilled swordfish. So far he has not refused one single thing I've put on his plate.
Compare that to his big sis, E, who finally had her first full meal of the week tonight, and it consisted of one giant piece of pizza. The entire time that she was eating, she had a huge grin, and she was absolutely glowing. She was even singing a little pizza song. The only downside of her dinner was when a piece of calamari ended up on her plate. I told her she didn't have to eat it, but she could not throw it on the floor. She screamed a little bit, but did finally accept it being in her vicinity. Just think what she would have done if I had told her it was squid!