Pickle vs red vine

On Easter my dad gave his great niece a taste of pickle. She hasn't liked him ever since. 

This picture was before the traumatic event. 

My dad has been trying to regain Kilee's trust since the pickle incident. 

Last night we might have had a break through. At first she wasn't sure. 

But eventually she decided that they were good. 

Dad might be on the road to regaining trust. Might. But I can tell you those red vines sure motivated her to walk around the house. (Which she is still mastering) Way to go red vine girl!