As we rushed out the door to take Uncle Kevin to the airport I grabbed some food for Noah in case we went out on the way home.
We'd given him potato before but always mixed with something--more as a filler than an actual base of flavor. Without thinking I grabbed two cubes of potato and two of zucchini. When we sat down at the restaurant I took his luke warm food and gave it a quick stir before giving him a bite. I only wish I would've had a camera because his expression was priceless. He literally squished up his face, wrinkled his nose, put his chin to his chest, shuddered and spit. Jeremy and I were shocked. We tried 4 or 5 times to give him some more and each time we were met with the same response. It was hysterical.
Jeremy claimed my combo choice was questionable. I thought perhaps it was because it wasn't warm. Regardless, I was speechless because mashed potato is my all time favorite! Of course, that's mixed with milk and loaded with butter. I guess I wouldn't be so fond of it served room temp with no seasoning either. :(
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Melissa, what is up with our kids! Belle isn't found of mashed potatoes either! Where did we go wrong! :)
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