Your story reminded me of how we got DS7 to eat asparagus when he was 2, Ienjoysoup: DH would stand the stalk upright and act like the asparagus was alive and speaking. It would very eloquently express fear of being eaten "by some kid." LOL! Then it would try to hide...and fail. DS would talk to "him," creating the funniest conversations. But in the end, DS took great pleasure in chomping the poor thing's head off. He'd laugh hysterically and ask for more asparagus.

Ah, the brutality of youth! wink

Kriston