Isabella and I fall into a war every night because Isabella never finishes the congee every night. Even though I let her hold the spoon sometimes, she cannot finish the amount that we want. Richard and I try many methods including singing songs, making funny faces and even scolding her but we never succeed.
I think about this thoroughly and conclude that she inherits my eating habit that is stop eating once the feeling of hungriness disappears. (Since I really cannot make her eat more, I can only blame myself. This is my fault because I am her mother.)
One more thing.... I discover that Isabella is an inborn fussy eater because she can finish a bottle of baby fruit every day but cannot finish a bowl of congee.
I think about this thoroughly and conclude that she inherits my eating habit that is stop eating once the feeling of hungriness disappears. (Since I really cannot make her eat more, I can only blame myself. This is my fault because I am her mother.)
One more thing.... I discover that Isabella is an inborn fussy eater because she can finish a bottle of baby fruit every day but cannot finish a bowl of congee.
"I like fruit and FINGER Only!!!!"
"I turn into a monster every dinner time!!"
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