Well, I don't love it....

Sandy's last blog reminded me of one of the cute endearing things that Brandon used to say. He was 4 when he moved in with me and I had to learn all about the foods he liked. Likewise, he had to learn about new foods and what I like to cook (giggles). So as we learned one another and our tastes, we were constantly trying new things together. He likes potato salad which is NOT one of my favorite things. But I did find a recipe that I do like so that we are both happy.

At each meal, Brandon would be faced with something new or different for a while anyway. He was never really reluctant to try things but his answer was usually the same. He would try a little bite, think about the taste and feel in his mouth, and say one of two things. He either liked it and would finish it up or he would look at me and say,

"Well, I don't LOVE it."

But the funniest thing would be that he would still eat it!
He has changed a little now. He will still try practically everything, but if he doesn't like it he won't eat it. I don't blame him. I don't like to eat foods that don't taste good to me either.