Why I even wrote this
Dinner with my five-year-old used to be an actual negotiation, complete with bargaining over bites of broccoli like we were closing a business deal. I tried bribing with dessert, I tried the airplane spoon trick, I tried basically everything the internet suggested and none of it stuck for more than a few days. A mom friend who deals with an equally stubborn eater mentioned a plate with a spinning arrow that turns picking what to eat first into a little game, so I ordered one more out of desperation than hope. My kid was oddly excited to spin the arrow the very first night, and dinners have genuinely gotten calmer since, even if broccoli is still not his favorite. It's not magic, but it turned dinner from a nightly battle into something closer to a game night.
