I must be doing something wrong. Getting kids to eat right is supposed
to be a major fight.
Yet _L_ drinks his milk, eats his carrots, cannot get enough broccoli, loves porridge,
and if we are getting pizza then he wants it with spinach.
_A_ is not much worse. While she does complain, that generally stops
after we tell her “you get what you get and you don’t get upset”.
(That is a nice trick from the daycare.)
If I told you that I ate like that myself, my nose would grow faster
than a speeding bullet.