Zoe spontaneously started shaking her head in the last few weeks. It is her first gesture and it's so darn cute when she does it, primarily because there has been no meaning attached to it. She seems to just like the feeling of it and shakes her head whenever she randomly feels like it.
Until dinner tonight, that is. I cooked up a 12-bean soup medley for them this week, and Derek reported to me that Zoe seemed to not really like it. I decided to try and sneak some of the beans in to their dinner tonight, masking them with carrots and quinoa. After the first few bites, Zoe looked at me, pursed her lips shut, and shook her head no. Over and over and over. I grabbed the camera and shot a short bit to commemmorate the moment -- the moment I've been dreading, when she attaches she gesture of the head shake with the meaning of the word no... God help me is all I can say.
Until dinner tonight, that is. I cooked up a 12-bean soup medley for them this week, and Derek reported to me that Zoe seemed to not really like it. I decided to try and sneak some of the beans in to their dinner tonight, masking them with carrots and quinoa. After the first few bites, Zoe looked at me, pursed her lips shut, and shook her head no. Over and over and over. I grabbed the camera and shot a short bit to commemmorate the moment -- the moment I've been dreading, when she attaches she gesture of the head shake with the meaning of the word no... God help me is all I can say.
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