After I whipped up the acorn squash I did a quick taste test. Not bad, reminded me of sweet potatoes, which the little man liked.
I figured these would go over a bit better than the butternut squash had.
Not so much. He wanted NOTHING to do with the acorn squash. Little stinker.
And then I did the quintessential "mom" thing. I mixed the squash in with his oatmeal (which he enjoys). It was a little rocky at first, I think Marcus knew there was more to his oatmeal than I was letting on. But, that was the only way any acorn squash was going to be eaten.