Our breakfast ritual grows ever more complex.
The fuss demands consistency in presentation and will brook no excuses.
First it was blowing on his cereal, which I did because it was hot.
But one time I let it sit on the table while I made coffee, which cooled it nicely.
When I tried feeding him a spoonful, he glared like I was proffering a wad of hair and turned his head in disgust.
So I very theatrically blew on the cold spoonful and his mouth sprang immediately open.
Today brought a new wrinkle.
We sprinkle probiotics on top of the cereal to help his digestion. This morning I forgot, and fuss refused to eat even after repeated blowing. I pondered for a moment, spied the bottle on the table and sprinkled a healthy dose on top.
Fuss greeted the ensuing spoonful with open gums.
The rule seems to be "do nothing unless you're prepared to repeat it ad infinitum".
Fusser!
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