My mind started turning. This was an opportunity to introduce a new food. A healthy food. A fruit.
“Next time we’re at the store I’ll see if plums are in season,” I told Simone. A few days later, I rolled up to the produce section. A huge stack of plums sat waiting for customers to take them home.
“Look, Simone. These are plums.”
Simone was excited. Nadia who has a love of all things purple was immediately smitten. I was tickled.
I picked up four of the juicy treats, put them in a bag and smiled all the way to the check out. Plums! My picky eaters want plums. My kids, the ones who eat all of five foods, are going to eat plums.
The excitement grew at home. Simone and Nadia pointed out the plums to Daddy. He shared in my delight.
Ken washed the plums and presented them to the girls. I pointed out the seed in the middle, and they both took a bite. Simone and Nadia didn’t look comfortable eating them, and Ken offered to cut them up. By this time, Nadia had had enough and left her plum on the table. It looked like the forbidden fruit. Only a tiny patch of the plum had been tasted. Simone waited for her plum to be cut into bite-sized pieces. She ate a few pieces and then walked away. Game over.