How much longer can this last?
I know it's a phase (which doesn't necessarily make it easier). He's fine when he wakes up in the morning, and as soon as it's time to eat, he loses his junk. Then it's lost for the rest of the morning.
It's no secret he's never been a good eater, but breakfast was always a win-win situation. He was always happy in his highchair with his toast, or cereal, or fruit... whatever. Now he says he wants whatever we offer, we bring it over to him, he peers over the bowl or plate and then loses it. And screams. And cries. Big tears. Jeff tried everything. Gave him cereal in one bowl, with no milk. Added milk. Changed bowls. Changed colour of bowls. Gave him toast one one plate, on another plate, cut it... nothing would make him happy.
So he went to care without eating breakfast. And boy, is he a daddy suck this morning. I'm not used to that (it's normally the other way around) so it kind of stabs you in the heart a bit, but when he's screaming for him and not me I get a little smile on my face, the grass is always greener on the other side!
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