Today it hit me! I have come up with a theory on how to get your veggies in! Because let's face it, even though I'm a grown up, if I have the choice between some cake or digging out some carrots, cutting them up, washing them, I'm going to go with the cake. But first a story. At my elementary school, the lunch ladies were mean. Which, I totally get. I'd be pretty grumpy to if I spent all day watching kids nastily eat their lunches. I still have nightmares about Gerald, and how he was eating some kind of cheese sandwich and then took a drink out of his water bottle, the kind with the tops that you could chew on, and he left half eaten nasty cheese sandwich all over the kid of his water bottle. Anyways. Everyone's least favorite lunch lady though was Norma. Norma's skin had sun damage and wrinkles like I'd never seen before. She'd been a heavy smoker so she would walk up and down the lines of...