This happened a while ago but I wrote it down because I didn’t want to forget it. Today I was going through all my little notes and thought today would be the day I’d write this.
Do you make your kids eat? I never really made my kids eat because first of all, I wouldn’t want anyone to force me to eat something I didn’t like and second, I just don’t think it’s nice. I wasn’t made to eat as a kid either. Although I did have to eat what I put on my plate. Neither of my parents thought much of wasting food and we didn’t have to put anything on our plate that we didn’t like but were “encouraged” to eat what we took.
This happened quite a while ago and by coincidence, both incidents involved Trinity and I’m not sure why. They just did. Bailey likes almost everything and I’ve never really heard him say “I don’t like that” and Christopher you can get to eat. He’s very busy and supper is his least favorite meal to eat. But he will eat. He will ask you how many bites before he “can” be done and we can get him to eat that way.
I few years ago I made eggplant parmesan and Trinity had to “try” it. She didn’t want to but she tried. She put it in her mouth and it just kind of stayed there. She was moving it around but couldn’t seem to chew or swallow it. Before we knew it, she looked funny and like she was going to throw up. I could see it in her eyes and I stood up and told her to spit it out. I never do that when the parents are around and I immediately told Toby and Sue I was sorry but NO grandchild of mine was going to sit at my table and puke. What a great memory that would be for them to carry around for the rest of their lives. I was forced to eat something that made me throw up at grandma’s. No, I don’t think so. We joke about it now but at the time, she wasn’t faking it. I’m sure it was the texture of it just from the way her face looked.
Another time Sue made enchilada’s and invited us down there for supper. I had some “taco rice” stuff in one of those envelopes that you basically add water and butter and cook it for 12 minutes or something. Oh my, was it ever awful. We love taco’s but there’s just something horrible about taco “flavored” things. Nobody said anything and I could see Sue was really just kind of moving it around on her plate but didn’t want to say anything. Toby was last to dish up his plate and he said “is this rice any good” and I said “no, it’s disgusting” and I would never buy anything again that was taco flavored. Then Sue said “oh I’m so glad you said that, it’s not very good.” But in the meantime, Trinity was told to eat it. Once I said that, nobody ate it.
We are all pretty good eaters and outside of Mr Fussbudget Jason, we like most things. But there are things I just can’t get past and most of them are the odd few beans. I hate lima and butter beans. I think that waxy mushy bean’s texture is awful. They make me feel the way Trinity looked trying to eat the eggplant. It’s not the flavor, it’s the way it feels in my mouth.
So here is my question. What if we had all liked that taco rice? Would we then have made Trinity eat it? If we like it, it’s okay to make someone else eat it? Do you make your kids eat things they don’t like. I’m not talking about “trying” something new but making them eat all of something they said they didn’t like. Come on, we can tell if someone likes something or not. I’m not sure I can see forcing someone, anyone, to eat something they don’t like or don’t want to eat. How many times has an adult not felt in the mood to eat something? What do you think?