
The 'Rents tried to pull a fast one on me. They put me in my Bumbo Seat, fastened my bib, tucked in a napkin, got me all ready for Cereal Time - this has been our daily ritual all week. They even gave me a couple spoonfuls of yummy cereal, THEN they did a switcharoonie
(those sly dogs) and gave me a spoonful of this weird green stuff called "green beans". It tasted funny. I managed to get down a few spoonfuls with only a slight grimace each time. Eventually, Daddy took pity on me and switched back to cereal. I finished the whole serving. Then, he tried to go back to the green beans, but I was on to them this time.

I wouldn't have anything to do with it - I spit it back out, turned my head, and sealed my lips. That stuff was funky, especially after the cereal. Mommy made me another tablespoon of cereal, followed by a bottle of formula, for my efforts. :-)