Chapter 1 The Picky Eater
Dot and her brothers Yakko and Wakko, were helping Grandma unpack the groceries. " Yuck!" said Dot. " I'm not going to eat this!" " You've never even tried it," said Grandma. " But it's looking at me. Eww!" cried Dot. " It's fish if you try it you might like it." suggested Grandma. '' I had to try new foods because I was getting older." Yakko told to Dot. No matter what she had to do she wasn't going to try anything new. So they calld her : DOT THE PICKY EATER.
"I don't eat anything with eyes, or pickles, tomatoes, mushrooms, eggplant, pineapple, parsnips, cauliflower, sause,olives, beets, beans, fruit cake, pears, peas, clams, shrimp, and fish. Well... and maybe a few other things. I would never eat liver in a million years, and more than anything else in the whole world, I hate spinach!" " Face it," said Wakko "You are a picky eater." Dot didn't care. She thought she was doing what was best for her.
On Wednesday, Grandpa surpised Dot when he packed her lunch for the play group. "Did you eat your sandwich?" he asked on the way home. " It fell in the dirt." said Dot "It was and accident." she explained. "Are you sure it fell in the dirt?" Grandpa asked in a weird voice. "Uh-huh." Dot mumbled. Thursday at dinner, Dot pretended to try the Hawaiian Shrimp. '' I saw that." whispered Yakko. Dot threw the shrimp to the garbage can. She didn't even try it. "Picky me."
Mindy invited Dot to stay for dinner on Friday. "We're having spaghetti! said Mindy. "May I have mine plain please?" asked Dot. "No sause." " Thats the best part!'' Mindy said. " Are these little greenthings spinach?" Dot asked when her dinner arrived. " It's parsley." said Mindy. "Try it." While everyone else ate, Dot just moved her food back and forth into little piles. " You'll never be a Clean Plate Rangerat this rate." said Mindy.Dot didn't care. She didn't want to eat.