Both of the girls are very selective eaters.  I would say they were picky, but I am not convinced that their refusal to eat things has anything to do with whether they like a food or not.  I think it has more to do with what mood they are in.  I guess we are all like that to a point, but at least from my perspective their “selectiveness” is extreme.  I feel this way because it seems to be every day and every meal (breakfast might be the one exception, but that is probably because they get to pick from the choices in the house almost every day).

I do not claim to be a gourmet chef, and I cook out of necessity instead of enjoyment, but my food is good.  However, the reaction I typically get to telling them I am going to cook is from one of the below selections:

• Really?
• Can we pick what we want instead of eating that?
• I don’t like that (mind you I haven’t told them what it is)

So I was amazed this week when we came home from work and camp and I cooked a meal which was not only accepted, but devoured.  This was not a magnificent new option, it was the same stuff that I have cooked on many of the occasions where I received one of the above responses.  I never figured out what the difference was, but whatever caused it, I am grateful.  I always worry if they get enough food so am thrilled that it worked out.  Now to figure out how to repeat.