Don't...

... nag your kids to do things they won't enjoy. Some things just come with age. 

I love (most) vegetables, these days, but, Jesus, the misery of my childhood* being nagged to eat vegetables. (Other than peas. Which, to be clear, I didn't like, but could eat without gagging.) 

Sprouts were, as I recall it, the absolute worst. These days I love them, and this evening the Minx and I took Abi to dinner at Number 9 to celebrate her safe return from South Africa, where they served salt and pepper sprouts. They were DELICIOUS!

*There was no actual misery in my childhood, to be clear.