Caroline is a world class picky eater. Food is more about texture and temperature for her, and if an item upsets her sense of either, she’ll vomit. Too hot? Instant gag. Too meaty? Immediate puking. So we only introduce new foods with extreme caution and feel elated when she sticks to something easy for awhile.
It’s not like she’s the only picky kid on the planet. Or like Scott or I either one was exactly open minded about foods in our own childhoods. But, as with everything, Caroline has her own sense of how to do things right, and the list of things she won’t eat far outstrips the list of things she’ll even consider edible. … Read the rest