We continue to make progress on the food front and I consider this one monumental. Tonight we had a family party for Noah’s birthday (which is next Friday). Per his request we had hamburgers, which all the kids love. Wendemagegn was on his second one when he said “Let me try a piece of the cheese.” Dad gave him about a quarter-sized piece of cheese which he put on his burger, ate it AND liked it.
I about fell off my chair! Beza has also begun putting ketchup on her burger which has been a long time coming. I’ve put the green beans into rotation more often lately and Wendemagegn will get seconds. Beza still doesn’t really like them (or so she says) but she eats them without all the drama that used to accompany it.
Mark and I joke about keeping Beza out of the kitchen while we’re fixing dinner. She comes in, sticks her nose right up to the pot and gives it a sniff. “What’s this?” she’ll ask. I tell her what it is (usually something we eat often) and she’ll ask “It is same as before?” with this semi-accusatory tone like I’m trying to pull one over on her. “Yes, Beza, the same as always.” And then she goes on her way. Heaven forbid she actually see all the ingredients I put into some of this stuff.