I put on my best fitness guru smile, did a little head tilting, and somehow convinced Bellerina that she likes potatoes.
Before tonight I'd never actually successfully gotten her to each a potato.
Mashed, baked, as a salad covered in vinegar, as a french fry, all of them ended up half-masticated on the highchair seat.
But not tonight!
Thank you Denise, for showing me how to effectively sell spuds.
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