A Summer's Tale

A god mother spent a weekend with some kids, among them a four-year old god daughter. Kids with different tolerance levels for food, god daughter being the most picky and difficult one, especially with fruit and vegetables.

Occasionally, god child drops his head onto the table with great dramatic gesture, especially when having to eat minute portions of said food, such as two tiny slivers of tomato.

God mother dropped her own head onto the table, voicing in equally dramatic despair that she does not see god child eat enough fruits and veggies. God child looked befuddled.

One food item was a big hit with all kids: plain white joghurt, of which they easily finished 500 g and nearly 1 liter after a meal, if one didn't stop them.

It was god mother's perfect weapon. "No joghurt if you don't eat these two tiny slivers of tomato". Crocodile tears rolled down god daughter's cheeks. But eat the tiny slivers she did.