I cannot be the only one…who has spent the last several years of their lives in a perpetual state of begging their child to eat. Not just the typical, “Eat your vegetables,” but a pleading to eat something, anything, even the one part of the meal that you were sure your child would eat (like grapes or French fries). This has been a running theme in our house since the day the Sonny Boy was born (literally, read Mom on Mom Judgment, the see the section on breastfeeding).
This unintentional hunger strike has caused many an argument and a generally disgruntled mood in our house at meal times, but it seems that the tides may be changing in the sea of all food aversion. The Hubs made a fantastic dinner with chicken drumsticks seasoned with Herbs de Provence (sometimes we use the fancy herbs) and Sonny Boy ate every last bite of chicken and asked for MORE.
After I picked the Hubs up off the floor, where he fell when he fainted from disbelief, I put together another plate of chicken and snuck in a few bites of broccoli to add a touch of color to his plate, which he didn’t eat…I shouldn’t have gotten cocky, but he did eat a little more of the chicken and complimented the chef on a meal well made.
This night of peaceful chicken eating has repeated itself...to finish reading what I am Thankful for this Thursday, please visit me here: I Cannot be the Only One...