Rylen used to be the best eater. He would eat and try just about everything. When he was about 18 months, this all came to a halt. All of a sudden our little boy had a voice of his own and would decide whether he wanted something sometimes based solely on appearance. "If only he would try it!", was a phrase I said often. Well, we have learned to adapt to this new phase and are overjoyed when we have an evening that we get no "argument" over what was fixed for dinner. Last night was one of those nights. Robby and I had fixed Taco Salad. Rylen gets all these pieces separately. He ate two huge helping of Pinto and Kidney beans, Rice, tomatoes, lettuce and corn on the cob. The corn has become his new novelty and he loves to tear it off the cob.