Let’s leave out the sweet stuff.  When my kids only want a meal that consists of cheese, noodles, peanut butter, bread, jam and a little bit of yogurt here and there then complain of a stomach ache, I worry.

The genetic soup that made our children is missing an ingredient—I love food, my wife loves food and my mother writes cookbooks.  This “food thing” has to be a phase; I need it to be a phase, because Dad is starting to get nutty about it. 

I know they’ll be fine, but I want better than fine.  I want healthy eaters. Let them eat kale, carrots, salad, grass fed beef and free-range chicken. Are they predisposed to eat grey, tasteless, processed food?  Is it a power trip? Fight me on something else, but please eat healthy.