When I was pregnant with Isabella, I swore that I wouldn't turn my kid into a picky eater. Like as if it was something I had control over. I have come to realize that kids choose to be picky eaters - all by themselves. It doesn't matter how much you threaten and bribe and coax and threaten some more - I have come to the conclusion that picky eaters choose to be so in order to torment their parents (and grandparents - that one's for you mom!).
I went to read dooce today and happened upon Heather's post about how her daughter Leta is a picky eater and only eats awful food. It is unbelievably stressful - worrying about whether your kid is eating nutritious food. Heck, or even just eating at all.
Isabella is a pain in the ass when it comes to eating. She'll freak if you try to put the tiniest piece of broccoli on her plate. Recently she has become obsessed with ketchup and BBQ sauce. Heaven forbid she eat a piece of chicken not dunked in some sort of sauce. The only way we can get her to eat vegetables is when she eats nacho chips and salsa. This her all-time favourite meal. And I say meal because when she is extra fussy, she will eat chips and salsa for dinner. Breakfast isn't too bad. She will either eat a bagel with cream cheese, cheerios or pancakes. Lunch is more chips and salsa, or a peanut butter sandwich. Isabella will eat fruit - apples, grapes, bananas, berries, oranges, melon and pineapple. She will, on occasion eat the stew I always have on hand in the freezer. Oh yeah, how could I forget - she LOVES McDonalds and mashed potatoes. Many a meal for her highness has consisted of only mashed potatoes.
Simon used to be an amazing eater. He would eat anything and everything. Now he is learning from his picky eating sister. He has discovered sauces and wants them if he sees them on anyone's plate. He's a dunking machine. Occasionally when dunking, food will happen to fall into his mouth and he'll either chew and swallow or spit out said food. Just lovely. Simon will eat more food items than Isabella but the list of items is gradually getting smaller and smaller.
Oh the joys! And this is the end of my rant.