"Oh, no....oh no, oh no"
puts down his slice of pizza
"Whats the matter baby? Eat your pizza"
"Buggie! Buggie!"
" There's no bug baby." As I look all around for the phantom bug.
" BUG! BUG!" points at his pizza.
Dad takes pizza and examines it. Still no bug
"Oh no, oh no"
"Eat your pizza. There's no bugs" Chimes in Dad.
"No...no... BUG! OH NO....Oh no!
It turns out that any black speck of anything (in this case, pepper in the pizza sauce) is a bug. Even the teeny tiny black banana seeds are "Bugs". And the little holes in crackers? They are suspect. It wasn't until he held up his cracker to the light that he agreed they weren't bugs. Needless to say, he has not been eating very well this week. Which brings me to our next conversation....
Whining at the cabinet door asking for snacks...
"Baby if you are hungry you need to eat some real food. Would you like some banana? Watermelon? grapes?"
"Uh uh" shakes head no to emphasize
"How about some toast until Daddy gets home?"
"Uh uh" shakes head no and points at the cabinet door again.
I note we have one hour until Dad gets home and we can have a family meal. I decide to offer him a few crackers as a compromise and turn dinner time into the eating emphasis since he eats better when he can watch Garrett eat the same food. He loves to copy Daddy and I can already tell that making a point over eating what I offered or going without is not going to go over well since he skipped his nap.
"How about two crackers?"
"'No....THIS!" points to the bag of veggie chips.
"No, baby, that's not real food."
"No.....food! You eat!" points again to the bag of veggie chips.
Hard to argue with that logic. So I agreed to 5 chips and he was happy until dinner time when we tried to make him eat "bugs". He's been so suspicious of everything I offer him. He even looks down his straw on his sippy cup before he'll drink it. But Ethan, Mommy would never make you eat bugs.
And since I am loving the fact that he has started to have conversations with me this week here are two more short conversations....
"Water, water, water"
"When Mommy stops the car, she'll get you your water."
(repeat exactly a few times more.....then a brief pause of silence)
"Sad....Sad....sad....sad...."
{And then much later the same day}
Ethan hears a noise outside and he thinks its Garrett returning home for work. He runs out of his room towards the garage... "Dada! Dada! Dada HOME!"
"No, that's not Dada yet, baby. Dada's still at work"
Ethan stands at the garage door and looks through the cat door into the garage and notices that the garage is stiil dark inside. "I Sad...I Sad..." Walks slowly back to his room.
I'm so glad that he is conversing with me! I can only imagine how confused we would be if he was unable to tell us WHY he doesn't want to eat. I would never have guessed "bugs"!
He has become the little talker, hasn't he? I, too, am glad he is talking - where did he get the word for "bugs"?
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