Lincoln nodded slightly, having another small bite. The oatmeal was mushy in a comforting way. It felt safer than the hard foods did, anyway. "Honey," he agreed. He thought honey was good.
"Thank you. Honey," he said again, trying to commit it to memory. "Honey."
Another bite. He was eating it a lot easier than he did anything else, even if his bites were really small. "I got it from Dr. Liv. She says I have to go slow to get used to things."
He had the list on the refrigerator with a magnet so he brought Lux over to it to show her.