π½οΈ The dinner table was a battlefield. Every night, my friend, Sarah, would put a perfectly balanced meal π₯¦ππ₯ in front of her five-year-old son, Noah, only to watch him push it around his plate with a grimace π. The roasted broccoli was βyuckyβ π€’, the chicken was βtoo dryβ ππ¨, and anything with a… Continue reading Why Picky Eating Isn’t About the Food
Why Picky Eating Isn’t About the Food