It started with grilled chicken and ranch dressing, and somehow we've graduated to pork roast with ginger-cranberry gravy. What a diverse palate my picky little guy seems to have! Apparently, if he can dip, he's in heaven.
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It can be a messy business, but he's eating. I'm a very happy momma.
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