Jack is not a good eater. I think we all know that. It's not that he's not hungry - he just is super picky. This theory is proven by his breakfast this morning. Bacon and pretzels. I'm not going to get "Mother of the Year" - I'm fine with this. The kid loves salt. Good thing Stephen and I both have low blood pressure - he's going to need that gene.
Here he is eating his bacon. I think he ate 3 pieces - that I ripped up into smaller pieces to avoid serious choking.
Here is Jack eating a pretzel and lounging on the arm of his chair.
Here is Jack running away from me and shoving pretzels into his mouth.