It's not that Owen doesn't like yogurt. He just doesn't like being fed yogurt. Short arms and unrefined motor skills aside, he thinks he can do a much better job of getting the spoon to his mouth than either Scott or I. Kudos to Scott for letting Owen make the attempt. I don't think I would have been willing to suffer a lapful of Peach YoBaby.
And did you catch his new I'm-very-dissatisfied-with-this-situation face? It's almost like he's hissing. Apparently he's been taking notes during his Greta encounters.