So last night as I was feeding Riley dinner, I was quickly reminded of the post I wrote earlier in the day. You know, the one about God using Riley to teach me things. What's the lesson I am to learn when my child not only refuses to eat what I'm offering him, but throws it on the ground repeatedly? Or what about when I'm trying to feed him applesauce and he shoves the spoon out of his way and the applesauce lands all down my pants??? :) If anyone has any interpretation, I'd love to hear it!