Corban Touched Bread!

( The photos have absolutely nothing to do with Corban touching bread)

That may seem an odd title for a post. But, that's what happened today. Corban, although he didn't want to, against his better judgement, touched two pieces of bread this morning.

Every morning Corban excitedly asks me to make toast. At times he actually insists on it.  I pull out his special gf (gluetn-free) toaster and grab a piece of gf bread from the freezer while he pushes one of the chairs from the kitchen table up to the counter.  He stands there directing the operation, waiting to push the lever down and make the bread disappear. He never touches the bread.  I always ask him to put the bread in the toaster and it always sends him into tears. I eventually concede, load the toast myself, and grab the toppings (AKA: things that make the toast look really good so my non-eating child will try at least one bite) As soon as the jar of nutella comes out of the pantry he yells, "Spoon please!" at the top of his lungs. While we wait for the toast to pop up, he takes teeny tiny bits of nutella.

As soon as the toast pops up, Corban tells me how he'd like it cut that morning, it's usually either, "two triangles" or "three triangles." Then, he sits at the table and I place the plate of buttery toast topped with warm nutella in front of him and he just sits there refusing to take a bite for about 20 minutes. I don't even try and make him eat this any more. I just give him the opportunity every morning without pressure and hope that one day he will decide to take a bite of toast.

Well, things went a bit differently this morning.  I placed the piece of bread on the counter and asked Corban to put it in the toaster, just like every morning.  Again, like every morning, Corban shook his head and resisted.  Only, this morning he touched the bread for a second while saying "no." I had a friend visiting, so she, Nathan and I all cheered and clapped and praised him for touching the bread and then encouraged him as a group to put it in the toaster.  In a few short seconds I saw expressions of panic, confusion and then resolve on Corban's face. Then, he picked up that piece of bread and put it in the toaster!!  Of course, we all cheered! Corban smiled briefly and then spent the next 2 minutes waiting for the toast and wiping his hand on the counter and on his jammies, trying to get the feel of dreaded bread off of his hand.

So, that's what happened at the Lemanski house this morning. We had a little clapping party because Corban touched a piece of bread, and I felt like we had conquered an enormous mountain!

Just think of how excited I will be when he actually takes a bite! I think a toast parade would be in order to mark an occasion that momentous.