Food wars

Does this look like the face of a little boy who doesn't like spaghetti?

Look closely, see how he was so excited to get it into his mouth that he got it all over his mouth?

Well, this was a one night thing.


Little Elvis loved, loved, LOVED spaghetti the first night we served it to him.

The next day? Not so much.

I'm not one to take no easily. I tried again, and again, and again. Finally, I gave up when he unceremoniously threw the entire bowl of pasta on the floor and barely missed me. I was bending down to pick up something else.

Yep, our little guy is a one taste boy. He loves anything... once.

But the novelty wears off fairly quickly. He prefers eating whatever Mommy and Daddy are having. And since Mommy can't eat spaghetti (pesky tomatoes!) well, it's easier on her not to serve it anyway.

Last night our little food critic downed lamb curry with orzo pasta (rice substitute) and seemed to really enjoy it. At least, for that one time. Lucky for him, there were no leftovers.

At least he enjoyed spaghetti the first night, and we had the forethought to take pictures then. My little cutie-pie.