Our toddler schooled us on this latest trend when we all sat down to a steak dinner the other night. No sooner had we cut the first pieces and had our forks in mid-air when Nolan started fussing and pointing at me, saying, "Dat! Dat!" He wasn't making any of his usual dinner time signs, like "milk," or "more," or "eat." Just a finger pointed straight at me, "Dat! Dat!" and a lot of frustrated head shaking.
It took us a few minutes, but we finally got it. A fork. The kid wanted a fork for his meat. Okay, sure, no problem. We didn't realize finger food had became passe. I handed Nolan his little baby orange spork, which he promptly threw on the ground. "No, No, No!" "DAAAAAT!"
Oh. The master would like a real fork.
So sorry.
After that he was quite happy to stab at his steak with a real fork while we ate ours. He couldn't quite get the meat on the fork, however, so we helped with that part. But getting the fork to his mouth? That was all him.
Let Him Eat Steak from Kathleen on Vimeo.
High fives and kisses for his fans!
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