Preference is an interesting animal.
Tonight's dinner was a perfect case study of this in action: Ann made a delicious vegetable soup with butter biscuits. To make the soup, she spent the majority of the time cutting up and combining all of the different vegetables. Our oldest daughter (who is 5), for some reason (this thing called preference), didn't want to have soup but was more than happy to eat the vegetables if they weren't all mixed up.
So at dinner tonight I separated out the potatoes, green beans, peas, corn, onions, celery, and tomatoes into their own little bowls – which she then ate.
I couldn't help but think how preference is indeed a funny thing as I spent time undoing what Ann spent time doing. At least we all ate our vegetables.
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