Gigi vs food

I used to be perplexed, amazed, confused and a tad bit smug when it came to children, their food and how they ate.  But now I get it.

Food and kids are just plain weird.  I kinda dread it.  The feeding them part.  It's hard.  Why?  Well, let's see.....it's too cold, it's too hot, it looks like hair (one of my favorites I must say!) that was the pulled pork from the crock pot.  And, C Boy has done that twice, so no pot roast, brisket or pulled anything for him....cause it looks like hair.  mmm hmmm.

Fruit they love.  And most veggies they love, which is strange I know and I should be rejoicing and I am, but it's still weird that they like veggies, so it fits this topic.

The other day we treated ourselves and went to IHOP.  I ordered the crepes cause they aren't too bad and I'm lazy and dont' make at home.  C Boy was very interested and was peering at them, so I asked, "would you like to try a bite?"  He said YES so I put a small piece on my fork and he took it right off,  like a fish with a worm, and he chewed and then he thought about it, and chewed some more and then thought some more and then had a look of sheer horror on his face.  I said. "you don't like?"  And he started to spit them out.  At IHOP.  At the table.  He just kinda let it all slide out.  And, I said noooo but it just kept sliding out.  It wasn't too hot, too cold, or too spicy - they were crepes with berries.  Not sure if it was the texture or the taste, but he was having none of it.

Now, if I had taken a bite back in the old days, and didn't like it, I would have been told to swallow it or at least put it in my napkin...granted, there wasn't much I didn't like, so this was not, I repeat not, a frequent occurrence but you get the point. 

I do have to admit, however, that both boys do eat well.....just not what I would expect them to eat, or what I think of being a complete meal, but as I said above, kids and what they eat is weird.  C Boy doesn't like peanut butter!  Or cheese.  That's odd, right? 

And, there's the playing with the food, broccoli looks like little trees, and they kinda do, so I get that, but what they can do with an Oreo is truly a crime.  Those poor cookies get squished, squeezed, pinched, sucked, twisted, and mauled.  And B Boy, he somehow, gets it all over his face and hands, and pants, and table.  And we're just talking about one cookie.  One small poor little cookie.  Annihilated.  By a two year old.  He looks like he dove into a vat of dirt after he eats one cookie. 

It's tough and now I understand all the tricks and recipes and cookbooks and marketing and specialized food products that are children's food.  'Cause they are weird little eaters.