When we started giving Jonas some real food, all the books recommended starting with vegetables because if he tasted those sweet fruits first, he'd never want anything else. Unfortunately, we failed to heed that lesson while we were in New York, where Jonas got his first taste of a bagel. What we should have done was start him out with the awful things they call bagels in California so he would think that's the standard. Instead, his first taste of bagel was the most delicious bagel he could possibly have. Now we have a problem. Mom laid out some bagel strips from the store the other day, and Jonas put it in his mouth thinking it was the deliciousness he's already become accustomed to...
...soon, though, he realized he had been duped and that these were not New York bagels...
...which led Jonas to channel his inner New Yorker, offering his best, "You call that a bagel? Puh-lease..." while refusing on principle to continue the exercise.
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