I'm one of the un-pickiest eaters on the planet. I like just about everything with the possible exception of mutton, anchovies, and liver. Truth be told, I actually even like most vegetables if they're prepared well and served with something yummy (bearnaise sauce works wonders) in a restaurant. Yes, even broccoli and brussel sprouts. I just don't do a lot of fancy cooking at home.So I'm just saying that my girls didn't get their picky eating habits from me, that's all.
Today they had a special on strawberries at the grocery store so I bought two big containers. I thought it would be a nice treat for the girls to have sliced strawberries in yogurt for dessert.
Instead Catherine objects. She gets a paper towel and wipes the yogurt off the strawberries, one by one, and lines them up in front of her on the table, all wiped clean, before she will eat the first one.
It must be her father's fault. He's the one who (inexplicably) insists on smooth ice cream and smooth peanut butter.
3 comments:
No anchovies?! What do you put on the pizza?
Saw a cute bit on kids becoming picky eaters right around the time they move around independently. The evolutionary advantage of being a picky eater at least until one has learned the ropes is clear.
Funny enough, sliced strawberries and yogurt is one of the bare handful of things I've been able to choke down in this first trimester. YUM!
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