Like many moms, I’ve had my patience tested at the dinner table by my kids, who like meatloaf one week and don’t the next. Even though I’m a dietitian, my kids aren’t eating octopus and quinoa salads with a side of kale in their lunch boxes. They’re typical kids, who love a good PB&J, have their own unique quirks, and need some time to warm up to guacamole.
As a former finicky eater myself, I understand where my kids are coming from when they’re suspicious of a seemingly innocuous sprinkling of parsley. So I try to be patient.