Don't want it!

I am tired of Faith's complaining of what is for lunch or dinner. She is so particular about what she eats it has become quite annoying. Her food can not be mixed so casseroles are out of the question. Sauces are yucky so all those foods are out of the question. Doesn't want to eat beef so that is out of the question. I could go on and on however it wouldn't make a bit of difference. She is picky and I refuse to make mac and cheese every night. A few nights ago I tried a new recipe. I thought she would eat it however it called for eggs to mixed with three types of cheese and broccoli. She eats them all on their own. I thought she was going to barf it up. I refused to give in to her. I was going to hold my ground. I told her that if she didn't eat it for dinner I would give it to her for breakfast. She chose that option thinking I was bluffing but when it came to her for breakfast she said she wasn't eating breakfast. Had it been a weekend I would have so oh well however I was a bit concerned because she needed to think at school. I threw in the fact that if she didn't eat it for breakfast she would have it in her lunch along with nothing else. Faith told me that was ok because she would ask her teacher for snack. I told her that I would email her teacher and tell her that Faith has snack in her lunch and not to give it to her. Upon almost force feeding her she managed to swallow half of the muffin sized egg souffle. She held her nose while I place the egg in her mouth. It was hilarious to think that she was putting up this big of fight. She would eventually get hungry and would eat it. I told her that I had 10 more in the fridge if she didn't eat it for breakfast or lunch that day. Needless to say she did drink all her milk that morning. She had to in order to wash down that garbage. How is she going to learn to like things if she never tries them. I know I'm mean. I love it though. I was made to eat sweet potatoes when I was little. Tried them with everything including marshmallows, ketchup, mustard. I like them now. They just need a little brown sugar, butter and marshmallows. Why didn't my mom think of that when I was little. We could have avoided all the fuss.