Claire
Master Chef
I had a sister who was a fussy eater all the way through to her teens. As you mentioned, we didn't have a family where my parents could afford to cater to her every whim, and it caused no end of miserable table time (and, yes, she was a bean pole as well). The funny part was, Mom wasn't a "clean your plate" type, just eat a bite, and mostly, be polite at the table. After she pulled her drama queen act at a restaurant (and we couldn't afford to eat out often, no fast food where we lived), my father had enough and decided that it was cheaper to hire a babysitter for her alone and take me and my youngest sister out to dinner and leave miss fussy britches at home. Didn't cure her of fussiness, but at least made her be polite the next time we were trying to have a nice dinner out! By the way, she did outgrow it, but it took a long time. A lot of it, I'm sure, was that middle-child-ploy for extra attention. That he'll eat things for Daddy he won't eat for you shows some manipulation.