not skywalker

my name is anika. a-nick-a. not a-neek-a ... and yes, people HAVE told me before that it's like annikin skywalker. but i'm not.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Eating As A Form Of Torture ...

One of the saddest things I have ever seen is my six-month-old baby eating carrots. Or rather, us trying to feed him carrots.

Because he doesn't like them.*

And poor little Joel turns his head away with blatant disdain. And then his bottom lip starts quivering. And then he looks back at Daddy (who happens to be feeding him because I refuse to because it's too sad) with wide, heartbreaking little eyes, his bottom lip still quivering ever-so-slightly, with an expression that says 'Dad, how could you do this to me? I thought we had an understanding ... I thought you loved me ... I thought I could trust you ... I feel so deceived ... How ... Could ... You ... Do ... This ... To ... Me ... ?' And Joel repeats this once or twice -- all the while, Daddy offering the spoonful of carrots in front of him -- And then Joel looks away again and starts to whimper a soft, heartrending little cry.

And is it mean that I took a video of this with my camera? Perhaps. But at least I'm not the one trying to feed the poor little guy carrots.



Anonymous Anonymous said...

Aww...poor baby. He is totally going to have a thing with carrots for the rest of his life now. Bravo on the video taping though. That will be one to show the future girlfriend!

October 23, 2008 8:29 AM  

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