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Originally Posted by Happy Monkey
It's not all drama. From my memories as a picky eater, she may have actually been nauseous. Probably psychosomatic, but real nonetheless.
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I agree. I remember throwing up after being forced to eat macaroni and cheese when I was about ten. I hated it so much that it did make me that nauseous. I love it now, along with scrambled eggs, mustard, and a lot of other things that I couldn't bring myself to eat as a kid. Still hate peanut butter though, unless it's in a Reese's cup. But when I was younger, I
honestly hated a lot of foods. I was not trying to be being difficult or controlling.
(I remember telling my Dad how good the chicken was he had cooked - better than Mom's, and when he informed me that it was rabbit, I immediately stopped eating. My great-aunt used to make the best apple pies, they were delicious until we realized that they were really green tomato pies. Funny how that works....)
Just stick to your guns and remember...he will outgrow it.