I told Jonas that we would be having some french fries, one of his favorite foods, for dinner on Thursday. From the time the fries came out of the freezer until they were finished baking in the oven, Jonas whined "Feh-ffyyy" and threw himself on the floor in front of the oven. No amount of explaining about eating yucky frozen fries would abate the fussing.
Jonas ate A LOT of fries, hard boiled egg, cheese, broccoli, carrots, peas, soy "chicken", almonds, and 6 ounces of milk. As I picked him up out of his high chair I felt a hard round lump under his sweater. That, I learned upon further inspection, was his belly, as you can see him proudly displaying below.