Corwin has a strong dislike for spicy foods but Charles is more tolerant. I remember Charles eating some wasabi flavored chips when he was just two. While it’s nice that Charles has a wider food preference, it can be a problem. On the trip down, we stopped for lunch in the airport and got a couple of personal pizzas. Corwin’s, of course, was plain cheese but I got a pepperoni one. Charles got a blueberry muffin because he doesn’t handle . Charles clearly regarded this as inadequate because he proceeded to steal the pepperonis from my pizza. He didn’t get all of them because I was eating the pizza at the time, but he got most of them. He’s a quick little boy.
As for the muffin, I need to learn to stop buying those for Charles. It’s not clear he actually eats any of it as opposed to crumbling it just for fun. Unfortunately, a muffin type thing is frequently the only plausible choice due to various constraints. So we leave a trail of muffin crumb encrusted tables, chairs and floors in our wake as we travel.