I am hoping this is it: a new beginning, a turning point.
Tonight I realized (when Connor was trying to stab his food with a spoon) that perhaps he doesn't hate to eat, he just hates when I feed him. He was enjoying dinner more than he ever has tonight. This is probably b/c I started "dinner" with a piece of Uncle Tommy's pound cake. Let me say this about the pound cake - there is not a person in the world who has eaten it that will say it is anything other than the most delicious cake you have EVER tasted and it was clear that Connor agreed. He didn't eat it, he INHALED it! Seeing as he was on a roll, I figured I'd go with it and try to throw some ham and cheese in the mix. That's when I gave Connor a fork and discovered this may be the way to get him to eat. He was so excited and so proud when he actually got the food in his mouth! It was just too cute not to share.
Here's hoping that we have just embarked on a new path towards loving food as much as his mommy and daddy do!!
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