Luke almost always orders salads when we go out to dinner. Seriously. Even the last time he went to McDonald’s, he ordered a salad. “Happy Meals are for little kids,” he said, “and the toys are stupid.” 

But the boy loves vegetables. This pic is from last night: a grilled chicken salad at a local pub. I wanted to order something really unhealthy for myself, but come on: am I gonna let a 7-year-old show me up?!

Luke almost always orders salads when we go out to dinner. Seriously. Even the last time he went to McDonald’s, he ordered a salad. “Happy Meals are for little kids,” he said, “and the toys are stupid.”

But the boy loves vegetables. This pic is from last night: a grilled chicken salad at a local pub. I wanted to order something really unhealthy for myself, but come on: am I gonna let a 7-year-old show me up?!

I'm too full
Beth: [age 3] "Daddy, I'm too full. I don't want to eat any more broccoli."
Me: "Okay, that's fine. You don't have to eat any more veggies unless you want dessert."
Beth: "There's dessert?"
Me: "Yeah, we still have some of the pastries Grandma brought. But I thought you were full...?"
Beth: "Oh Daddy! I'm not full any more."
Ice cream for lunch
[Scene: Luke, age 5, while I’m packing his lunch]
Luke: “Why don’t you ever give me ice cream in my lunch bag?”
Me: “It would melt before you could eat it.”
Luke: “You could just put a lot of ice packs in with it.”
Me: “But then there wouldn’t be room for your sandwich or veggies.”
Luke: “I’m okay with that.”