On Wednesday, Grandma Dino came over and hung out with us in the afternoon. Big guy was starting pears! Apparently, Grandma Dino hates pears- she was forced to eat them all of her childhood due to a pear tree in her backyard- which explains why I never ate pears as a kid! Side note- I also was never allowed to wear headbands! Moving on, Grandma Dino is relating her hatred of pears and I'm thinking, oof, I hope big guy can tolerate them.
I bust out the pears and take a lick off the top of the container- I like to taste before big guy does. It tastes like apples, but with a really grainy texture. Eww. But, I put on a smile and big guy gets his first bite. A bit confused, but then opens his mouth up right away! He loves them! Yay!
Big guy is a good eater, like hubs, who I call a golden retriever b/c he'll pretty much eat anything that is put in front of him. I don't want my weird food issues on big guy. Even though I don't eat red meat, I don't want big guy not to try and figure out for himself what he likes or doesn't like. I think it's a fine line that I'll have to continually work on!
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