I have not been trying to program my kid to be a vegetarian with any great accuracy. We don't eat meat in the home here and she's been briefed as to why. She complained a wee bit in the first few weeks but has since decided which things she likes to be cooked and which she would rather pass on from the standard Things Mom Cooks. We have achieved a tacit understanding that if she asks for meat with me, she won't get it but she can have what she likes when she is out of my jurisdiction (ie: with her dad who is omni or at school which offers no veggie option. Yes she brings lunch most of the time and actually eats it).
Well. She was with her dad and he swung by McDeath. He bought her an Incredibles Happy Meal because she loved the Incredibles. She ate the fries and then closed the box.
"Aren't you gonna eat that burger?" her dad asked.
"Uh no. I don't like meat. It's yucky. It used to be a cow, Dad. I like cows."
End of story. He was so incredulous he called me.
"Is she a vegetarian now?" asked my slightly off-put ex.
"I have no idea. I am. You should ask her."
"Mia. Are you a vegetarian?"
I hear her little voice in the background.
"No, no, dad. I just really don't like meat."
My little angel.