I have no idea what he's eating here but I think he likes it.
That was sweet potato.
Chocolate pudding.
It looks like a bar of soap but I'd never feed him that sooo I don't know.
That's bread.
Cantalope.
"My dad loves me so much he brings me a kit kat when ever Mom lets him."
Maybe helping Dad eat?
He loved peanut butter.
Toast and egg. We never thought in those days that a kid might be allergic to peanuts or that a semi cooked egg could make a person sick. It was just unheard of. Good thing he wasn't allergic to peanuts and we never got a bad egg.
"Dad's not drinking apple juice like I am. I got the good stuff."