Anywho, that's what has kept me busy (but not what today's post is about - although it does revolve around my incredibly unique C-McC)
So, I may have mentioned the C-McC has zero interest in "real food". He is such a contrast to his big brother, TT. At this age, I.kid.you.not, TT was eating everything & anything. BBQ Chicken? Don't mind if I do! Steak? Sounds good to me! Really, TT was a mighty tank and he powered through everything we put in front of him. C-McC? Not so much. Up until 2 weeks ago (or so), just about every.single.thing made him gag. Sweet potatoes? Yuck! Quinoa? *Barf* He is an honest to god boob man, he loves him some mama's milk (obviously it's his food of choice) but he has started branching out to non-mama related nutrition. Raspberries? Meh. Multigrain Cheerios (not Honey Nut... just so ya know)? Not bad (if mama puts milk on them to soften them up). Cottage Cheese? Ohhhhh yumm! Apparently, that shit.is.the.bomb.