Hey DH, if you want 3yo to eat the dinner you made...

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Husband doesn't make dinner, wife complains. Husband makes dinner, wife complains. And you all wonder why your marriages end up a mess.

Let me correct that for you. Husband does not make dinner wife complains, so husband makes dinner but makes sure it is something that no one but him likes, so his wife will stop asking him to get off his lazy ass to help. Sorry, some of us are on to these tricks.

+ 1. If what you are doing when you switch roles isn't sustainable in the long run, it doesn't count.

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:He is making what he ate as a kid. It's totally understandable.

I ate spam and mac and cheese as a kid but that doesn't mean I make that now.

You don't make Mac and cheese? Hardcore.

[Anonymous]

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=3ZJA9KsixpI

[Anonymous]

You have my empathy. My DH grew up very poor, poor as in eating ketchup sandwiches poor.

Hamburger helper was a luxury treat for him and his siblings, so he'll make that and the kids will be disgusted and yet my DH doesn't seem to get how gross it is.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Creamed chipped beef is AWESOME. I don't see the problem here.

Ditto. Especially on toast. G-D love it!

I made pulled BBQ chicken with homemade BBQ sauce, green beans and french fries tonight. Last night beef stew. I'm a single dad. Anyone want to marry me?

[Anonymous]

OP's snowflakes can't handle anything that isn't farm to table.

I weep for this generation.

[Anonymous]

Here's the formula:

Whine that your husband doesn't help out enough.

When he cooks dinner, criticize his competence.

When he gets fed up with the nagging, he stops trying to be helpful.

Cut off the sex.

Complain on an internet forum.

Get divorced when he finds someone else who appreciates him more.

Wonder why you are old and alone.

[Anonymous]

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Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Dude its something that reminds him of his childhood. Its comforting. Your kids dont like it…so what. No need to be a jerk about it. Especially if its not a nightly thing.

Well, it's certainly not a nightly thing, as he maybe cooks twice a month, and I cook the rest of the nights.

And I'm not a jerk about it. I eat it and say thank you. HE acts like a jerk when the kids won't try this heavy, condensed, nasty food.

And I'm sure mommy supports them in their tantrums and gives them whatever they whine for.

OP here. Nope. They have to try a bite of everything they are served. And unless they eat a significant portion, there is no dessert. But he is all wounded and offended that they don't gobble it up. He tries to coax and cajole and even threaten them.

You'll create eating disorders if you give desert as a reward or punishment for eating their dinner. Shame on you.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Husband doesn't make dinner, wife complains. Husband makes dinner, wife complains. And you all wonder why your marriages end up a mess.

Let me correct that for you. Husband does not make dinner wife complains, so husband makes dinner but makes sure it is something that no one but him likes, so his wife will stop asking him to get off his lazy ass to help. Sorry, some of us are on to these tricks.

Is a "husband" something you read about on line, PP, since you can't possibly have one.

[Anonymous]

Tell your husband Betty Crocker updated.

http://www.bettycrocker.com/

The raisin bread pudding is fantastic. Add canned peaches.

[Anonymous]

Get rid of the old cookbooks. Problem solved.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Husband doesn't make dinner, wife complains. Husband makes dinner, wife complains. And you all wonder why your marriages end up a mess.

Plus 1

Plus 2. Married 30 years.

+3. DW, BTW. We have two busy parents and 2 busy kids. And the rule in our house is that if someone (kid or parent) takes on a household chore-- cooking, laundry, grocery shopping, overseeing a kids activity, nobody in the house gets to criticize. Anyone who criticizes inherits the chore. If they think they can do a better job, than they are free to try. DH is our cook. And if kids or I want to gripe about dinner, we are free to cook (kids are MS and HS, not 3). DH wants to criticize the laundry, he can do the laundry. In fact, the kids did criticize how I did laundry, and now they do their own.

If you want to micromanage how the house is run, fine. But be prepared to step up.

[Anonymous]

he's obviously having an affair.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:Dude its something that reminds him of his childhood. Its comforting. Your kids dont like it…so what. No need to be a jerk about it. Especially if its not a nightly thing.

Well, it's certainly not a nightly thing, as he maybe cooks twice a month, and I cook the rest of the nights.

And I'm not a jerk about it. I eat it and say thank you. HE acts like a jerk when the kids won't try this heavy, condensed, nasty food.

And I'm sure mommy supports them in their tantrums and gives them whatever they whine for.

OP here. Nope. They have to try a bite of everything they are served. And unless they eat a significant portion, there is no dessert. But he is all wounded and offended that they don't gobble it up. He tries to coax and cajole and even threaten them.

Which is when you step back and let it play out. Eventually, he will figure this out on his own. In the meantime, the occasional chipped beef dinner will not kill them.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Here's the formula:

Whine that your husband doesn't help out enough.

When he cooks dinner, criticize his competence.

When he gets fed up with the nagging, he stops trying to be helpful.

Cut off the sex.

Complain on an internet forum.

Get divorced when he finds someone else who appreciates him more.

Wonder why you are old and alone.

Again, work on your reading comprehension. As I've stated several times, I eat it and thank him. I also encourage the kids to try it. I NEVER complain when he cooks. I also don't ask him to cook; he occasionally wants to. But I can't help but wonder why he continues to act surprised that the kids won't eat this type of food. The definition of insanity, as we all know, is doing the same things and expecting different results.

And by the way? We had sex Friday and Saturday. So thanks. for. playing!