Andrea, I'm curious about what methods actually work for helping kids learn to eat well. We frequently tell our kids they can't have a food they want until they eat some requisite number of bites of the food we gave them, but it's mostly because I can't think of any other way to teach them that when it's dinnertime, they eat what we eat and we're not short-order cooks who are going to make them something else. I don't make them clean their plate or anything, I usually say something like "you have to try a bite of everything on your plate to get dessert" or "if you eat one carrot stick you may have dessert," where "dessert" means "fruit or vegetables of your choice." We also have "special treat" food like ice cream or donuts that they can have when they fill up their reward jars.
I don't know how that compares to my own childhood when I was that little. The only rule I remember from growing up was that we weren't allowed to have junk food unless we ate a piece of fruit first. My parents had desserts in the house all the time and never made me clean my plate or insisted I eat all of my vegetables or anything. I still ended up fat, so clearly I didn't learn to only eat when I was hungry.
Actually a funny side note about my kids -- they have problems with constipation, so we frequently tell them that they have to eat healthy foods so they don't get "clogged up." Lately, DD1 has started asking, "How many bites do I have to eat to get clog-up foods?"

It's a struggle because the foods they are willing to eat the most are things like chicken nuggets, french fries, grilled cheese sandwiches, pizza, and plain pasta with cheese on top. They're good about fruit, and we use 100% whole wheat bread for their PB&J and such, but getting them to eat vegetables is pretty difficult, as is getting them to eat any of the meals that DH and I cook, even though I specifically choose recipes that I think they'll enjoy. DD2, when we tell her she must eat one bite of the food we gave her before she can have anything else, will frequently make a huge fuss and gag on like, half of a chickpea. (She did actually eat one half of one chickpea last night after I insisted and then nearly spit it out, and this was a recipe where last time we made it, she ate a TON of them.)
Anyway, in other news, my dad's health is declining rapidly. I'm glad we made it out to see him a couple weeks ago with the kids, because I don't think the kids will be able to visit him in person again. Two days ago my mom called and said the doctor had updated their prognosis from him having a year to year and a half to saying less than a month based on some new lab tests, but yesterday his doctor consulted with a different specialist and revised his estimate to be up to six months, and that it's not as imminent as he thought. Given the rapidly changing information, I do think that it really could be any time, and they just don't know for sure. My sister lives close by to my parents, so she and her wife are there for my mom and dad even though I can't be. I guess we will just take it day by day, and when it's time, I'll fly out to CA to be there.
