Talk about a power struggle with Daddy. We jousted over getting me fed. I would open my mouth to cry and he would get the spoon in but mainly I just clammed-up and blocked him.
But THEN came dinner and I got to try Chick Noodle Soup! Wow, what a burst of flavor. This would probably count as one of the first times I've had meat also.
In the end, I was happy. The nourishment put me right to bed.