Picky Eater?

As stated in the previous post, Z-man is more selective about what foods enter his mouth than his big sister was at his age. When I try to introduce something unfamiliar he presses his lips together and squeezes his eyes shut as if to say "If I can't see it I can't taste it."

However, he's isn't shy when it comes to all new flavors. Just a few minutes ago I heard him spitting and gagging. I turned to see him with white chunks of something in his mouth and my deodorant in his right hand.

Oh. Yes. He. Did.

Let's just say his breath has a fresh, floral scent to it.

And there is nothing more I can say about that--except that after thinking "ewww", my first thought was "I'm so gonna blog this."