We were eating dinner on the 4th of July - corn on the cob, grilled chicken, hot dogs (for the dude), peas and pasta (also on the dude's menu) and Quinn asked for a, "bite!" of my corn. So I happily obliged, thinking that he would do his normal taste and spit. I was wrong. He took a big bite and said, "Mmm!" and continued to eat. He must have really been watching Mommy & Daddy because without any assistance he grabbed onto the corn holders on the sides and dug right in ;) Yippee - another vegetable that he will eat!