Before I had a kid, whenever I crossed paths with a child who was a picky eater, I was sympathetic about the problem. I know there are a lot of factors contributing to a kid's limited palate, especially when they are very young, and parents have little to no control over many of them. "I totally get it!" I'd say, while watching a friend's three-year-old methodically munch through an entire restaurant bread basket and eat nothing else. But deep, deep down, in the dark place of naked honesty, I'd think to myself: But with my kid, it's going to be different. I'm going to do everything right.
This is where you start laughing if you have a child over the age of one. Because you know what happened: I did everything "right" and my 15-month-old son is still a picky eater.