I feel like I should report on Asher's food strike although I don't think there is much progress. Over the weekend, we ate out most evenings for dinner and he ate at Panera (loves broccoli cheddar soup), did not eat La Gondola, did not eat a Subway sandwich (until bedtime), did not eat hotdogs at a cookout. So what did we learn? Either wait until bedtime to feed the boy or go to Panera every night! I think I like that last option!
Since I'm on the oh-so-exciting topic of Asher's diet, his funny new thing is to save his Flintstone vitamin that he gets each evening. Last night after he ate his Subway sandwich and it was time to go to bed, we gave him a vitamin and decided to let him walk around while he ate it - or as Walter would say "let him run around like a crazy person."
I was always a little girl who saved all of my candy. I am the reigning champion in my family for making my ice cream cone last the final 45 minutes of our frequent trips to Ohio. I often had the goal of making my "church candy" last through the week and would sparingly eat maybe one lifesaver per day. So I think Asher gets this new habit from me. He will hold on to his little vitamin and run around the house making us pretend that he has eaten it by putting his hand up to his mouth every minute or so. Then he will go to one of his toys and hide the vitamin in it as another way to make us think he has actually eaten it.
I'm not sure how long he would save the vitamin, but last night this game ended with Daddy having to make Asher eat the vitamin before he counted to three.
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