Kids can be super picky eaters. Mine was no exception. She’s grateful though because she knows we live in a land of plenty. Even if she doesn’t love it she learned early to say thank you. And she actually LOVES Brussels.

It’s the way her nose scrunches up

When she doesn’t like the menu

How she rolls her eyes a million times

When you try to serve her stew

How she huffs in and out

When you tell her she only gets a few

Or the tears that flow when upset

They’ve closed her favorite venue

The way her whole face frowns

When she sees cheese fondue

It doesn’t matter the dish though

Because she always says thank you