We have one rule in our house concerning dinner time. Whatever you are served, you will try it. That doesn't mean you will have to finish it, but one bite is mandatory. Last night, we had cake left over from friends visiting this weekend. The girl happily ate her dinner and was served a piece of cake, but the boy would only eat salad, not the tuna noodle casserole. Getting him to even take a bite of the casserole was excruciating. Just one bite- NO! IT'S NASTY! How do you know if you haven't tried it? No cake then.
Finally, he scrunches up his fast, holds his nose and takes a bite. Then almost spits it out. We start cheering him on- you can do it! Swallow! It's just like Fear Factor! Pretend you're eating worms!
I am starting to get a complex about my cooking.
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