This sums it up |
We did. She hates rice. End of the day, she ate a few bites, no one noticed, we ate later and didn’t inconvenience anyone. Because it wasn’t about us. |
This is great and a perfectly reasonable way to handle that situation. Shows good parenting that she can understand the situation and work with you. |
If I do not bring something for DC, then often the hostess make s fuss over what else can she offer...DC really does not care and just wants to be left alone. He would be fine eating another time but often hostesses get upset with that. If I can plop a pbj on his plate...all set! |
+1. This is how it is done. Ninety percent of the time, it is about your nuclear family when it can new to meals. Ten percent, exactly; it’s not about you, find a way to deal. |
^^This! It is not always about you or your kid. |
I think this is perfectly handled for this situation. But for a friend's dinner party? While it would work and be very gracious... my friends and I get together with our families to enjoy each other's company. We'd be more upset to run out of wine (obvious joke) then if someone had buttered noodles in their purse. Whatever makes it more enjoyable for all those involved. Unless it is an event like the PP mentioned, I'm not being invited to a formal dinner party with my 3-year old. |
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I never said otherwise. (Responding to buried comme y about her being 6.5, not 3.) |
His rudeness is so over the top that they don’t know how to respond. There’s simply no manual for the right way to handle it when you invite adults over and a child and his enabling Mummy show up. |
Someone so offended by the appearance of buttered noodles at their dinner table has an ego problem.
Ellen Satter doesn’t work for everyone. My picky DD ended up on an all carb diet. Or she would just starve until crappy snacks were offered somewhere and then she’d go wild. In my house, you don’t get to choose to eat unbalanced meals all the time. I was super picky as a child and I remember the absolute disgust I felt at most foods. I truly hated most food until I was a teen and started doing sports for several hours a day and worked up a huge appetite. Even then I was still picky but actually wanted to eat meals. I gradually tried more and more foods in my 20s and eat pretty much everything now. Picky kids aren’t necessarily picky adults. |
We didn’t have “one bite to be polite,” we had “sit there until your plate is clean.” I sat at the table all night several times (pickles, carrots, turnip greens, dry meat), sleeping there, before going to school the next day. My sister did the same on other occasions (Swiss chard, turnip/beet/other greens, fatty meat). The two of us sat at the table together an entire weekend because we couldn’t choke down the oatmeal (we both tried, gagged, threw up and our mother didn’t budge). We both have major issues with food. Both of us also have had a hard time retracting our bodies what hunger and satiety feel like, because we ate on a schedule even when we weren’t hungry, and we had to finish before we could leave the table, even if we were full. I’ll take kids’ pickiness now, thanks. |
My sister is 33, still gags and vomits if her meat is too fatty. I’m 34, with enlarged tonsils; meat that is overdone and too dry gets caught in my throat. Neither of us has ever been able to gag down our grandmother’s wallpaper paste (aka oatmeal). It’s not new. It’s just more widely discussed. |
If it's that bad, it's a medical condition. For the lack of a better term at the moment, a "special need." No one is talking about SN or medical conditions. We're talking garden-variety pickiness and parents who coddle to pickies. |
Not all of us are talking about "garden variety pickiness". Some of us are talking about severe selective eaters who do have a medical problem. You don't have any way of knowing from the outside what the issue is. |