One of my least favorite fatherhood tasks, and probably the one I’m worst at, is feeding my son Henry.  I don’t mind most parenting tasks, and feeding the other four kids is generally not a problem at all.  Meal times with Henry however, are another story.  Why you ask?  It’s an easy answer, Henry is nearly two and has developed the strong culinary opinions that typically come with that “fun” age. There isn’t really anything unique about  a toddler being a picky eater, but for Henry it’s a different story. read more