Pears. Zeke Likes pears. He likes them so much that he screams when he realizes we are done with the pears and I'm feeding him rice cereal. He also throws stuff off of his tray, like the spoon and his sippy cup. He's learning that gravity applies to inanimate objects even though he firmly believes he, personally, is exempt. Mike says we should mix the pears with the squash. Then he'll either start liking the squash or start hating pears. I really wanted him to like vegetables. Maybe there's still hope for the carrots.