A conversation I had recently:
Joe: "om nyom yom yom"
Me: "So how was swim practice?"
Joe: "nom ...sGood! munch ...learned to jump off the chomp blue thing".
Me: (dodging bits of food that are flying, Cookie Monster Style, across the table) "So do you like that dinner? it's new?"
Joe: "chom... What? (Looks at dinner for first time) ..um... I don't know... munch"
Joe: "nom nom nom. s'OK. Is there more?"
Swim team: Curing picky eaters since... I dunno when.