In Tuck's defense, he's already flipping out before he's put in the highchair. Full on pissy & it's outta no where. Hence the Manic reference. No milk. No water. Nothing makes him happy. Even getting him out of the chair, gets him more angry. But once you put the bowl down, it's on. The screams are louder. The tears fall faster. Thankfully, he only pushes the bowl away. I guess throwing is only reserved for when he's actually taken a couple bites & deems himself stuffed.
During all of this, we have Gus to deal with. Everything is "Yucky" before he takes a bite. Once a bite has been taken, it is always followed with "This is good, Mom." But it's getting a bite into his little mouth. Most nights, he'll sneak two bites, declares himself finished, & ask for a cookie. Last week, we had a ten minute stand-off. Didn't even take one bite of dinner. I wasn't budging. He finally brought his plate over to the sink & said, "I don't even want the cookie." He's been a dinner skipper since he was Tuck's age, so I'm not worry or even challenge him much. But hearing, "Yuck" without a bite can still sting.