Grandmom made mini-apple pies last night. Alex danced around the kitchen for an hour waiting for the pies to be done singing, “I want apple pie! I want some! I want apple pie!” Finally, he sat down to eat his pie. He ate some of the crust off the top. Then he dug in with his fork and pulled out a chunk of apple. “Hey!” he exclaimed with a whine and then a whimper, “I don’t want apples in my apple pie!”
Do you see the kind of pickiness we’re dealing with here? I have faith that this will pass. A lot of his pickiness stems from his ignorance and inexperience.