I am going to admit something huge. Something my mother would never anticipate. Something that will leave you speechless.
I hate vegetables.
With a passion.
Vegetables are gross. Especially the green ones. And the cooked ones.
The only ones I like to eat are the ones found in salad….and corn. That’s it. Oh, and baked potato. Green bean casserole will be made and consumed on holidays only. But everything else is disgusting.
I will eat them in veggie soup though…go figure.
Our amazing cafeteria ladies at school laugh at me all the time since I never choose the veggies for lunch. But who wants black eyed peas, green beans, sweet potatoes, lima beans, or other fun stuff like that?
Not me. Blech.
I’m also really bad about making them at home since I don’t want the “how come I have to eat these when you don’t?” discussion.
Thank heavens all the kids will choose veggies for their lunch trays when given the option. I haven’t killed that in them.
Or that’s what I thought.
The other day, Abby came home talking about the soup they had made in Pre-K. I had sent in bags of mixed veggies so anticipated her story.
Mommy, it was so good! We made soup with fruit in it.
Perhaps we need to have a discussion about what are fruits and what are vegetables.