I'm Raising a Hampster

Who wants to eat stuff you don't like... I don't, and I suppose my kids are no exception to the obvious. Every person handles their distaste for certain flavors in different ways. There's Braden who tries to swallow his distaste with gulps of milk (I know, I know... he shouldn't...Like I haven't told him...) Oh and we've paid for that behavior. I can't say how truly disgusting it is to have your kid regurgitate his dinner on your counter... grrrrrrr. Then you have Ashlyn, who takes small bites, acts super sweet and innocent, then throws the food out when you're not looking, or my other favorite, "accidentally" drops it on the floor, where the two dogs "accidentally" lick it... But the oddest behavior in the family by far comes from Caed's choice on the subject of handling his distaste for certain flavors.
Lately, he's been packing "unpreferred" morsels into his left cheek, and holding them there for ridiculous amounts of time. Most of the time it's pretty obvious, from the cheek bulge that he still has some chewing to go. But one night I told him to brush his teeth, and he admitted that he couldn't because he still had a jaw full of food. Last night he was eating tortillini and green beans. He really wanted the bubble gum ice cream his sister was already savoring, so he shoved his last bite in on top of one that had been currently stored. I really can't describe how ridiculous this looked- so I video taped it. For lack of a better description however, it seems that I am raising a hampster!