We had about two minutes today before it was time to leave for a doctor's appointment. Wesley was working on a bowl of yogurt and not making much progress on his own, so I helpfully took the spoon from him and scooped some into his mouth.
He screamed as though I was ripping off one of his limbs and then refused to swallow the mouthful of yogurt. He just screamed and screamed with it sitting there on his tongue until it slid down his chin and into his lap. And this wasn't his boring plain yogurt. It was Charlie's vanilla yogurt! He refused one of his favorite foods out of SPITE!
He then screamed through being cleaned up, screamed while I got him out of his booster and into the car then screamed for a few more minutes while I rounded Charlie up and got him buckled in. And this was right after a long nap! This was our toddler in his MOST RESTED STATE.
I think we are in for a challenging few years with that one.