C used to be such a marvelous, adventuresome eater. Now, everything is "I don't like, I don't want..." before she even tastes it. I know, I know, this is classic, right? But I guess I thought that we had made it this far that maybe we lucked out with the super amazing kid who never goes through that phase. Alas, not so lucky.
She still loves pasta, rice, pork, chicken, and many vegetables, but if things are in an unknown sauce or form (like cubed potatoes), she is not even willing to try. We do have a rule that you need to try, and sometimes this breaks down barriers, but often we get the fake gagging reaction (truly my favorite, I can hardly not laugh out loud because I pulled that ALL the time.) She did surprise us a few nights ago by chowing down on fresh spinach leaves and asking for more. So I guess I cannot complain.
However, as I contemplate tonight's snowy day menu, I can't help but wonder if she will enjoy or reject tomato soup. It seems so innocuous - she likes tomatoes, but you just never know if I will get the dreaded, "Mommy, where is our other dinner?"