For the past few days, Mommy and I have been having a battle of the wills during feeding time. I’ve been winning.
This is what I look like after each feeding. I like to close my mouth and refuse to eat. When Mommy gets the spoon near, I like to grab it and fling food around. If Mommy actually manages to get food into my mouth, I like to put my hands in my mouth and spread the food all over my face.
Notice here that I’m smiling. I shouldn’t be. Mommy is considering either a feeding tube inserted directly into my stomach, or clamps to hold my mouth open. We’ll see who wins this next battle…