We've always been lucky that both of our kids really like their vegetables. Barring any change, that's one struggle we don't have to deal with. But this morning, as I was pouring their milks (Evan drinks "pink cherry milk juice" - milk with a touch of strawberry milk so he won't balk at it), something went plunk into their cups. Yep - as Stuart McLean would say "you guessed it!" - the celery. There was one other piece in there so I poured all the milk into glasses to fish out the last piece.
Never a dull moment.