Everybody has their own way of doing things when it comes to kids and dinner. Our rule is you have to try at least one bite of something new and no dessert unless you make a happy plate.
It seems to work for us, or so I thought.
My two oldest will eat nearly anything. I don’t even think my son tastes his food he shoves it in so quickly. He’s our human wood chipper.
But my youngest daughter is more of a grazer and takes FOREVER to eat her meal. She’s always the last one at the table and she’s pickier than her brother and sister. Since she doesn’t clean her plate as often, she doesn’t get the after dinner sweet like everyone else. Too bad, so sad.
One night we were having a dessert that apparently was highly sought after because Carys stopped at nothing to get it. It was the night we had nachos. How do I know? Because my husband found a pile of them in the air vent in the floor! See for yourself in the picture.
How does a six-year-old look at an air vent and think, hmmm, that’s a good place to hide my food? Especially when there are three very willing and able dogs at the ready!
I have to give her some credit though, it’s pretty clever. The only place I could find to hide my cooked polk greens as a kid was under my mashed potatoes.