I have figured out how to get my extremely stubborn and hard headed four year old to eat what's put in front of him. I have to lie to him.
He loves grits (he is Southern after all) so at Thanksgiving when he wouldn't touch the Turkey Dressing, I told him it was "Thanksgiving Grits". He ate every bite without argument.
At a restaurant one time, he demanded Coke. He is never allowed Coke or any other caffeinated beverage. He loves invisible koolaid though, so I asked him if he would like to drink some Invisible Coke? The waitress walked away laughing and brought him back a Sprite and he was thrilled.
The latest incident was last night. I had made a "from scratch" lasagna, down to the last pasta noodle. It was fantastic, but guess who wouldn't touch it? Until, that is, I told him it was Melted Pizza. The boy dove in and ate it like it was good!
Makes me feel so clever. Yep, clever in deed to have outsmarted a four year old. There comes a point in life that you take what triumphs you can, especially with a kid who knows everything.