I fixed stir fry veggies for dinner tonight. Chinese peas, zucchini, asparagus - all from the local Farmer's Market. Yum!
So AV eats everything but the asparagus and starts complaining. "Do I have to?" "They're nasty! "I don't like these!"
And so and so on. Typical kid stuff. So I tell her she has to eat three pieces. She gets one, nibbles, makes a nasty face, forces herself to swallow, chases it with huge gulps of milk. "Do I have to eat more? You eat it for me! I don't like it!"
I cheerfully tell her only two more and studiously ignore her - trying to prevent a contest of wills.
She manages, with much vocal protest, to get the other two pieces down. Yeah AV! Good job. Very proud of you!
I'm sitting there, mentally congratulating myself on managing this parental crises, when I look over and see this child gleefully chewing while enthusiastically spearing as much asparagus as her fork will hold. For a moment, a very brief, shining and delusional moment, I wonder if I've wrought some sort of food preference miracle.
She bursts into giggles and laughter. "I love these! These are so good!"
What?!?! Why you little stinker! And I burst into my own laughter. Such drama - not over the asparagus but at tricking me! So no aversion to asparagus, just an evil flare for drama. Hysterical! =-)