I have a picky eater at home.
You're probably nodding and thinking "me too"; but my picky eater is different. He's... funny. I know a mother shouldn't think that her child that doesn't eat is funny, but seriously, this kid cracks me up. He's 4 years old and he's pretty much sure of what he wants and who he is.
I'll give you an example: He doesn't like MacDonald's food, which is actually great; but since my 7 year old girl loves it, when she gets a happy meal he has to have one too... (don't you love those cute toys...). So, I end up eating the french fries and drinking the sprite and the hamburguer just sits there until someone remembers to throw it away.
He just nibbles on his pizza, eats the sandwich without the meat or cheese(aka--bread), and eats a teaspoon of his chocolate pudding. He's great at looking at something delicious and say he doesn't like it. That's just him; We've tried all the techniques we heard of. Nothing will make him change.
However, (and here come the funny part).... My picky eater has three things that he will eat. Yup, three things.
Third, brocolli. He will shove his brocolli all in is mouth as if it was chocolate cake. People think this is great... but really, can you see yourself cooking all those three things every single day? I don't. And I won't. He'll grow out of it eventually; at least that's what I choose to believe.
So, the next time you're in a restaurant and hear a little boy cry while his mother tells him "NO MORE BROCOLLI UNTIL YOU EAT YOUR MAC AND CHEESE!", please wave and say hello. You just met me.