Dinner time

What is it about our dinner time that Andrew doesn't like? He can be the happiest baby in the world all day long; through all other meals, but as soon as dinner time rolls around and we put him in his swing, he turns into Damien. He loves his swing. We can put him in there a just about any other time of the day and he is thrilled to be there, just not when I am about to put food in my mouth. Now, since this seems to be the only complaint he has, I'm not going to argue it too much. He sleeps through the night, he eats well, he smiles often, and loves people, but I would like to eat every now and then.