Laney is my pickiest eater. And we try it all. We go through no food battle periods, to just try one bite of everything on your plate, to no dessert for you, to taking requests, having her help cook the meals...I don't know. Nothing seems to work, she just does not really eat dinner.
So in my frustration yesterday I say, "Laney, you don't like any meat, no matter what I make, and you don't like any vegetable, no matter what I make. I asked what you would like, and then I made that, and you still didn't eat. Help!"
She replied, "I am a fruit-a-tarian."
Excuse me!
"A fruit-a-tarian"
WHAT?
She explained, "I made that up, but it means I like only fruit. No meat. No vegetables. Just Fruit. Can I have a kiwi for dinner?"
At this point Adam and I are all about respecting various viewpoints, but I don't think the "fruit-a-tarian" movement is going to get much traction in the Ruschman Household as a long-term meal plan.
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