My little puker

Last night, Zora made her first bold statement about food she does not like. We made her a parsnip and potato puree, tried to give it to her a few nights ago, and she wasn’t too thrilled. So last night, I got it out again and added some carrot—she likes carrot! I got two spoonfuls in her mouth: she put forth the usual “bleagh . . . this tastes new” face that she currently uses for everything on spoonful one. I went for two: she did the face times three, and started to make gagging noises and then puked up the food (and her milk appetizer). And then she happily ate some sweet potatoes and made her way through applesauce, too.

zora eating

Zora wins: I’m putting the parsnips back in the freezer for awhile.