Andrew ate the putrefied-looking green gunk with reluctance as she forced spoonful after spoonful into his mouth and watched him swallow. She hurried him by pushing the pea-purée laden spoon between his lips before he had finished the last, causing him to lose control of his mouth’s contents and let it fall down his chest. Fortunately, the terrycloth bib caught most of it and he managed to swallow most of it. After about half a jar, his stomach revolted and tried to spit it back up, but Krystyn caught the regurgitated baby food on the edge of the jar and spooned it back into his mouth. That was the most disgusting part of the meal. By the time she was finished, he was willing to drink anything to get the stomach-acid flavored peas out of his mouth.