Finicky Eaters Anonymous?

Hi, my name is Zac, and I am a finicky eater.

I wasn't always this way ... just a few months ago, I prided myself on eating anything and everything. Nothing was off limits in my all-you-can-eat-buffet world. Bananas? LOVED them! Grapes? Couldn't get enough of them (especially AT the grocery store). Mama's homemade apple sauce? ADORED it. These days, though, I'm not so into anything.

My mama has more than once voiced her frustration about my new style of consumption. I enjoy watching her frantically rummage through kitchen cabinets and refrigerator drawers trying to find that one special thing I'll be into at that moment. Doesn't she know that my tastebuds are changing every millisecond? Doesn't she also know that I have better things to do (like play outside!) than to wait for her to figure it out?

So, until I can actually say (instead of type, of course) "finicky eater". I guess I'm out of luck for a meeting and will have to aggravate my mama for some time to come.