My kid ate dinner without an argument!  We had a baby spinach/avocado/french fried onion/barbecue sauce/sliced top sirloin steak salad with (a very strong) balsamic dressing.  And she ate hers and asked for more, then ate more.

Dinner is usually ground zero for the start of much evening unpleasantness.  She refuses to eat, demands milk instead, and goes to bed hungry (see “Lies my Pediatrician told me”).  So in this day of feeling crappy, there’s been a bright spot.  Plus, it was a pretty good salad.  :)   Oh: I’m refusing to believe that she ate only because she’s sick, too.