For as smart as we think we are, it’s a rare day indeed when parents can sneak something into a kid’s diet. They can ignorantly walk by an overflowing basket of laundry to be folded, or a crying dog standing at the door, but put an onion or anything green on to a pizza and alarms are going off all over town. Yes, I was a kid once, and admittedly I was probably THE pickiest eater on the entire planet, but that doesn’t make it any easier to understand now.
Some people love vegetable juice; I’m not one of them. My kids are split on the topic; oldest daughter loves it, other daughter and son, not so much. Rhiannon’s dislike of most vegetables is almost legendary in our house. I was the same way as a kid, so I hope she grows to like them as I did. Unless they’re in juice format.
Not sure where the copyright info went on this one, but it’s still (C) 2009 Brian Dettmann.