A Hand to Feed Him

Ricky was walking away from his feeding bowl, his breakfast (bread) untouched when he saw me going towards him and the bowl. He stopped in his tracks, u-turned and watched me examining the bowl. 

"Come over," I signalled, sat myself down next to his bowl and started feeding him, a small piece at a time.

Slowly and purposefully, he nibbled and chewed the bread. When we had a momentum going, I stopped feeding and signalled him to eat on his own. He kept staring at my hand, continuing to wait for the next piece that was to come; completely ignoring the bowl of bread below my hand. With feigned exasperation, I continued feeding him until he abruptly stopped eating and turned away. The king is full. :) 

Sometimes, all he needs is someone to sit next to him and sayang him. 

:)