I might have mentioned at one time or another that my toddler son is a bit of a picky eater. He prefers the contents of his sandbox to the contents of our refrigerator.
Well, yesterday, after about a year and a half of coaxing, he ate his first blueberry. He immediately ate 55 more. But, in between his first and second blueberry, he shot me this glance as if to say: “Why have you been withholding deliciousness from me all this time? Their positioning on the plate seemed to indicate they were on par with horrible peas and disgusting chicken when, in fact, they are unlike any Earth fruit I have sampled heretofore.”
This window of opportunity is rapidly closing. I’m off to the farmstand to get more fruit. I’ll be the one grabbing the last pint of raspberries out of an old lady’s hands and shrieking to no one in particular: “Are the peaches ready, yet? WHERE ARE THE PEACHES???”
The lil guy loved all manner of smushed veggies and fruit when he was a baby. I should know because I made most of his baby food myself using our food mill and a potato masher. He loved peas and corn and lots of other things once he started feeding himself. As he got older, he whittled these down to zero, and has been *very* slowly adding things back onto the list:
Apple (chunks or applesauce)
Ketchup
Blueberries (as of yesterday)
I have been sneaking smushed banana into his breakfast yogurt. If food is in a yogurt-like form he is more likely to give it a try. If it is green, you can forget it!
Posted by: Husband | August 06, 2007 at 01:45 PM
Wait until I tell the other martians about this! By only eating candy bars, we don't know what we missed!
Posted by: Robolad from Mars | August 06, 2007 at 08:15 PM
Now to think of all the things to mix with blueberries...
Posted by: sandi @ the whistlestop cafe | August 07, 2007 at 10:41 AM
And yet again I'm given a couple mental images to snicker at all day--the glaring toddler and the frantic peach hunter.
Now I think I'll go back to sipping my peach tea.
Posted by: Jim | August 07, 2007 at 11:36 AM
Jim: Peach tea, huh? Thanks for rubbing it in.
Sandi: Well, wouldn't you know it, he refused to touch the blueberries today. Complete cold shoulder. Why does this surprise me?
Robolad: Wait until I tell you about gooseberries! Your martian friends are going to FREAK.
Husband: It must be the yogurt that is keeping him alive.
Posted by: Tammy | August 07, 2007 at 09:14 PM