I made oatmeal, roasted almonds and white raisins and a little kale smoothie on the side for breakfast this morning. One kid ate it. One kid didn’t. The one that didn’t politely asked for something else. I lovingly said no and explained this was breakfast. The kid chose not to eat and went to school. I didn’t say a thing. This is the division of responsibility in action; you provide the food, the child decides whether they eat…or not. Please don’t become a short order cook.