Every time we ate corn on the cob for dinner, we would cut it off the cob for ~E~, thinking that she would'nt like it on there and it would be easier for her to pick up the kernals and put them in her mouth. Boy were we wrong- we could'nt figure out why she kept crying through dinner one night. I kept trying to give her drinks, more meat, or cut up corn and she just wasnt having it.
So after I cleared my mind and took a look at what I was holding, I gave in and handed it to her.
Ahhhhh the sound of silence, and a happy baby.
We have since learned not to cut the corn off the cob for her.
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