I had to feel sorry for poor Broccoli the other night. My daughter (twenty months old) ate cauliflower-broccoli-pancetta mac ‘n’ cheese for dinner; she gobbled it down but not so haphazardly that she failed to delicately remove delicious Broccoli and place Him on the side of her plate.
It was not the first time my little lovely has eaten Broccoli but probably the first time that He has been so… obvious in her meal. I found it highly amusing that she pretty much has no idea what Broccoli tastes like but found Him suspicious anyway. Cauliflower did not receive the same treatment, most likely because He blended quite nicely into the cheesy macaroni sauce, but poor Broccoli was pronounced guilty with no trial. Not very democratic.
Amused as I was, I expect my child to eat her vegetables and the ‘no biscuit unless you finish your dinner’ worked a charm. Broccoli was gobbled and swallowed - when my stubborn child doesn’t like something but is made to eat it regardless, in a battle of wills she has a tendency to keep it in her mouth and NOT swallow (having learnt the lesson that spitting out food is unacceptable); she once kept a piece of half-chewed chicken in her mouth for fifteen minutes before eventually swallowing it only when distracted by an offer to play in the garden; so swallowing the broccoli was a big deal!
The signs are clear, dear Broccoli, Amelia will learn how yummy you are – she has stubborn parents after all.