Patience is a Virtue

Several years ago, I sat in the pediatrician's office and listened to her suggest ways to get Jack to eat vegetables.  Things like trying hidden veggies (carrots in spaghetti sauce, spinach in spinach and artichoke dip, etc.), sweetening vegetables with brown sugar and honey, and finally - many, many attempts.  She told me not to force anything, just to continue to offer what we eat, and that eventually, he'd eat it.  Maybe he'd even like it.

I left pretty skeptical.  Clearly, she isn't as familiar with Jack's resilience as we are.

But we tried it.  For a very long time, we tried it.  I've written plenty about our dinner woes.

But tonight, Friends?

Tonight, all on his own accord, Jack decided to eat the things he didn't like first.  Baked beans.  Usually, they make him gag.  He still made a few funny faces, and I only gave him three tiny spoonfuls, but HE ATE THEM ALL.

FIRST.

AND THEN HE SAID HE LIKED THEM.

He may have been lying.  But he said it.

And then?

He ate all of his kielbasa and all of his cheese stick and all of his fruit.

We didn't beg or argue or ignore.

Not once.

It was AMAZING!!!

So how long did we have to wait for this miracle to occur?

Only five years, ten months, and two days.

Exactly.