Three of my kids are great eaters. Charlie loves salad, and tomatoes are hands down his favorite food. Helen can eat her weight in broccoli. Lately, Joseph will eat just about anything, and usually ask for seconds, thirds, or even fourths.
Then there is Will. We consider it a victory if he doesn't scream at the dinner table. For most of his short life, he has refused all vegetables, unless you count french fries. And meat, unless you count the breading off chicken nuggets.
Following the advice of the "experts," and because we really didn't want to hassle with it, we have largely let him be. And sure enough, I think he's becoming a tiny bit more adventurous. For example, last night Cort gave him a little ketchup, thinking it might encourage him to eat his fish. And he ate it, by the spoonful.
I'm definitely counting this as a vegetable.
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