Remember when I told you all about the weird way Daddy tried to feed me? No bottle, but a stick with goo all over the end? Well he's still trying it, and I ain't buying it.
Let me see if I can follow the logic here... bottles are awesome and the new way gets crud all over everything - so lets keep trying the new way.
This has become a battle of wills, and I am not going to budge. Every day Daddy brings out the jar 'o junk and the plastic sticks, and every day I keep my mouth firmly clamped shut. Well, one time when Mommy tried it I opened my mouth, but that was just to mess with Daddy's head.
Its a game of chicken, and I hear Daddies always break.
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