You may or may not have heard my recent call for Guest Bloggers this summer. Every Friday I will be highlighting a guest post by some of my very talented bloggy friends. Today I’m happy to introduce you to the first, Lisa Witherspoon, of The Golden Spoons. Lisa is sharing a story about something that I think we have all dealt with at some point….the picky eater!
I Should Have Known Better!
I have always enjoyed cooking and trying new recipes. Having my family sit around the table and eat a meal together daily (or as often a possible) is also very important to me. Add together these two factoids and throw in a Saturday when we actually didn’t have much to do and what do you get?? Well, I temporarily lost my mind and decided to prepare a nice, yet simple lunch for my family instead of microwaving the usual mac & cheese cups or grabbing a burger. (Simple to serve, mind you, not necessarily simple to prepare.)
I scoured my Pinterest Recipe Board and decided on this Creamy Italian Chicken Soup and this Autumn Chopped Salad (even though it was spring). I spent some quality time with my two big girls in the kitchen as they helped me chop and stir. Although there was a lot of prep work, it was fun! Then, after an hour (yes, it took an entire hour) of chopping, stirring, sauteing, and mixing, it was ready. I served it up and called everyone to the table.
Sadly, it was all downhill from there.
Apparently, during my temporary bout of insanity, I forgot to take into account that nobody (except me and maybe my hubby) was going to enjoy this meal. My oldest daughter is a vegetarian, so, of course, she wouldn’t/couldn’t eat chicken soup. In addition to all the other prep, I had ﬁxed her some broccoli and cheese soup from a can. She refused to eat the salad because she doesn’t like pears, cranberries, or lettuce.
The little one, who was 4, started crying the second she saw the food on the table. She hadn’t even sat down!! She sat there with her arms crossed and tears streaming down her face for quite a while and never took a single bite of the meal. I even tried to pick out some of the pears, chicken, and pasta for her, but no dice - to her, it was already contaminated by all the other stuff with which it had been mixed.
I had high hopes for my middle daughter. She is usually willing to try anything. She likes to cook and had stayed with me in the kitchen almost the whole time making comments like “I love pears; I love cranberries; Yum – bacon! Oh, that smells really good!” and so on. However, she proceeded to pick out only the pears, cranberries, and bacon from of the salad and I think she only managed one or two bites of the soup.
As for my hubby – growing up with his mom and enduring the last 15+ years of my cooking escapades has taught him a very valuable lesson; just shut up and eat it! That is exactly what he did, but I could tell he was not too impressed. He not really big on soups anyway and this one was nothing spectacular in his opinion. Personally, I might have actually enjoyed the meal if it hadn’t been for the crying, complaining, and looks of disgust that surrounded me. Not to mention the mountain of dirty dishes that awaited me once everyone ﬁnished the meal – which, by the way, took all of about 15 minutes. The two oldest were “ﬁnished” in what was quite possibly a record breaking time frame.
So after an hour of work and 15 minutes (or less) of apparent torture at the table, I couldn’t help but think to myself, “Really, Lisa, you should have know better!” Sometimes, I don’t know why I even bother! Next time, I’m sticking with the microwave mace and cheese. :-/
Having picky eaters is not something unique to my household, I know. Nor is the fact that my picky eaters are all picky in different ways. My hubby is the meat and potatoes guy. My ten year old is a self-proclaimed vegetarian due to her love for animals. My youngest, 5, eats chicken nuggets, spaghetti, pizza, French fries and not much else. And, she refuses to try anything new. Throw in the preferences of my middle child and myself and you have an equation that would stump even the most genius of mathematicians. Since I’m the one who is in charge of planning and preparing the meals 99.9% of the time, it can get very frustrating; especially when I put in a lot of effort that is met with a less than enthusiastic response.
So, how do you deal with picky eaters at your house?? Do you give in and ﬁx them what they want to avoid the ﬁght?? (I’m totally not judging if you do. I have been there, done that so many, many times!) Do you keep trying new things?? I would seriously love some suggestions!
Lisa is a former preschool special needs teacher who has been working as a SAHM mom and school/church volunteer for the past ten years. She has three daughters ages 10, 8, & 5 and a husband who works is in sales. Lisa started her blog, The Golden Spoons, over three years ago. She enjoys writing and has enjoyed the personal connections blogging has created.