It’s only fitting that I’m describing today’s exciting turn of events while watching Jamie Oliver’s “Food Revolution.” I loved the first season, and even though I don’t always agree with his methods, I so admire Jamie’s passion and commitment to making a difference in the way our children eat.

When we got home from work/school today, we had a surprise waiting on our doorstep — a big bag full of fresh veggies! My friend’s son is in first grade and his school grows a vegetable garden. As part of their math lessons, the kids get cooking classes where they learn to use fractions and such to measure out ingredients. Plus, they learn all about growing and eating healthy food. It’s such a cool program and it better still be there by the time E. gets into elementary school.

Each kid gets sent home with a ton of veggies, so my friend offered to split hers with us so they wouldn’t go to waste. Yes, please!

We were excited to dig through our bag of goodies. Even though the closest vegetable I ever get E. to knowingly eat is edamame (yes, I know it’s a legume but it’s green and that has to count for something, right?), she was just as excited as me to see what was in the bag.

Up first — big, beautiful carrots. E. was so excited that there was dirt all over them. “What’s that doing there?” she asked through giggles. It was a great opportunity to explain how carrots grow. See, science IS fun!

Next, we discovered DadJovi’s current obsession: kale. I see lots of kale chips in our future. Apparently not everyone is a fan.

We also discovered sugar snap peas (which are the sweetest, crispest snap peas I’ve EVER eaten) and loads of broccoli.

I kept talking up the veggies but I knew it wasn’t going to do any good. E. actually tried a bite of the peas and promptly declared them “disgusting.”

So I started cleaning the carrots and decided to cut them up. Look at these suckers. Awesome.

E. grabbed her little stepstool and said she wanted to watch me. After I got the first carrot cut up, she suddenly says, “I want one. I like carrots.” I tried to keep the shocked look off my face and play it cool, so I said, “Sure, here’s a piece.”

She took a bite, chewed it up and said, “Yeah, I like it. But I’m done.”

“OK, but I’m going to eat some. You know what’s good with carrots? Hummus!” (side note: Hummus is one of her go-to meals. When all else fails, I usually can get her to eat some).

“Hummus! That’s silly, Mommy!”

But she was up for trying it. Seriously, if someone sees my daughter, can you tell her that I’m totally digging her experimental twin?

And, miracle of miracles, SHE LIKED IT! She really liked it!

She then started HOUSING carrot sticks. I mean, she was eating them like nobody’s business. I tweeted about the exciting event, which, yes, actually did bring a few tears of joy to my eyes. Do you understand that this is the first raw vegetable she’s knowingly eaten in about two years??? Ever since she developed free will, she’s resisted all my efforts to get her to eat veggies. She’s had some spinach and cauliflower in smoothies (which she actually added to the blender) but as for eating a straight-up veggie? She’s avoided it like K Fed avoids birth control (five kids? Seriously K Fed? How are you paying for all of them??).

But, like all good things, it came to a screeching halt. After she’d had her fill, she went out to her playroom to wait for Daddy to get home from work so she could tell him the exciting news (believe me, I was pumping up this accomplishment to her). When suddenly I heard that sound that drives fear into the hearts of moms and neat freaks everywhere — gagging.

By the time I made it out there, every single partially digested carrot was on her shirt, skirt, Fisher-Price record and the floor.

I quickly gathered some paper towels, ran out there to start cleaning her up and wouldn’t you know it. Guess who walked in the door just in time to document our fall off the vegetable wagon? DadJovi.

Poor baby. You can see her bottom lip sticking out. She was so sad, especially about the vomit all over her record. Thank God it’s plastic.

I was convinced that was going to be the end of the Great Carrot Victory of 2011, but she surprised me. After I cleaned her up, she ran back to the kitchen to proudly show her Daddy how much she likes carrots now and promptly gobbled another one down.

I think she probably didn’t chew the first batch too well and a piece must’ve been stuck in her throat, causing her to throw up. I’m hoping it’s not some early bulimic tendencies! She didn’t seem so concerned about the Goldfish she scarfed down in the grocery store earlier.

So, for today, I’m considering it a victory. Let the Food Revolution begin!