Well, perhaps one day I will be able to get my children to eat broccoli, but I honestly don’t see it happening. After 23 years with my husband, I can’t even get him to eat it.
It’s not just broccoli. I am pretty much the only person in my house who will eat fruits and vegetables. Elizabeth and Jonathan have a few things that they will eat (bananas, apples, grapes, corn) and Thomas will eat peas or applesauce. Brad is a little better, but not by much. I remember when his mother came to visit soon after we got married and how impressed that she was that I had him eating salad!
I’ve tried every trick in the book to get my kids to eat vegetables:
- Covering it with cheese
- Drowning it in butter
- Bribing/Threatening the kids to cover THEM with cheese or drown them in butter.
And nothing has worked. They would rather be sent to their room for the night at 6:30pm than try a ratatoullie that I made.
But that is fine. Of course, I would love to have the people in my family embrace eating healthy foods and I will continue to make vegetables on the off-chance that they will one day eat them. Thanks to my juicer, I am able to sneak vegetables n to their foods without them knowing it by using the pulp from the juicer in their foods. So at least I know that they are getting some vegetables.
All 3 of my children are happy. Their doctor assures me that they are healthy.
And in 20 – 40 years when they are planning my funeral, I don’t want their memories of me to be of me constantly nagging them to eat their vegetables.
I want their memories to be of the hugs, kissses and cuddles that I make them “suffer” through on a daily basis.
If I can achieve that, I will consider myself the most successful mom ever!