My kids aren’t perfect eaters. Levi isn’t into carrots or oranges (except satsuma mandarins). Charlotte doesn’t like eggs or most kinds of beans. Neither one would touch a salad. But when it comes to kale, raw kale straight off the plant, they can’t get enough of it.
They have this thing called dinosaur kale eaters, which is pretty much what it sounds like. They pretend they’re dinosaurs, and they attack their prey with lots of rabid, growly noises. It’s kinda awesome.