"It's a bear."
"Baybaybaybay!"
And she set it up nicely on the table, facing her. Dave offered her another. She squealed, took it, and set it next to the first one. She studied them for a bit, then picked one up in each hand, and started bouncing them on the table.
"Dances. Dances!"
Dave & I tried to stifle our laughter while she looked very proud of herself. Then she carefully brought them together so they touched.
"Kisses! Kisses!"
And then we lost it. Of course, since Mommy and Daddy were giggling, she had to repeat the show several times. Once she got tired of it, Dave pantomimed eating one. She was very indignant. She did, eventually, shove them into my mouth (what a chore, having to eat gummy bears), which was hysterical. She was then confused when she couldn't find them. Oh well.
The moral of the story is, if you don't want your food-loving toddler to eat something, make it look like a toy.
