Whats on the menu?

Yoda enjoyed the pasta his mom cooked for him this evening.  And every part of him enjoyed it, from his arms, to his entire face, even extending out to the back of his head as he lovingly rubbed his oily hands into his hair.  The strawberries that were offered to him earlier in the afternoon met with a similar fate.

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He's slowly moving to regular-type foods, though there is still some fussiness as to what will and will not be eaten.  The once-favorite Gerber Stage 2 food is being displaced, but his parents are not clear as to what the replacement is as yet.  On some days a veritable buffet makes its way out to the food table in an attempt to find something that is palatable to the young man.

He certainly knows what he wants, and now he's also started pointing out things he wants.  This, combined with his non-stop chattering to himself on Important Subjects, is quite amusing.