Anonymous wrote:I’ll be honest — I cook separate meals for them about half of the times I cook. I mean, I am not going to force my kids to eat scallops or seared rate tuna if they don’t want to.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:They don't always eat what we eat but I don't make them anything else!
I do always put something on their plate that I know they like. And if they try everything they get a treat after dinner (even if just a bite of something).
Currently doing it with my 4 and 2 year old. As soon as he was eating real food and not like, cut up pieces of grapes and avocado, he was at the dinner table eating what we eat.
One thing that I think makes this work (four year old is now a good eater and tries everything, ate a scallop a couple days ago) is that it is not a fight. If they don't want to eat it is no big deal. We don't fight about it and there are no punishments. Sometimes they get mad at me if they're hungry and don't like what I made. And in that case if they try everything but don't like it I will make them like, a piece of toast or something.
Another thing that helps is trying to observe like, are they starving today? If so I'll make quesadillas or spaghetti or something I know is a guaranteed hit so they aren't STARVING. But I observe and make that decision without their input so they don't think they can control the outcome of dinner.
Like why do you keep saying like?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My baby’s too young for me to answer, but growing up, neither my DH or I were raised eating separate meals. We always ate what our parents ate. If we didn’t like it, too bad. Honestly, we never ate frozen food, but mom was stay at home as well.
I used to nanny during my college years, and it always baffled me to see parents give their kid a hot dog or piece of bread for dinner if that’s what they wanted. Not trying to sound like a snob...but from a nutritional standpoint, but I could never feed that to my own kid knowing what is and isn’t in it. Kids are not going to starve themselves. I truly believe picky eaters are created.
I know plenty of families with one omnivore and one picky eater. How do you account for that!
Anonymous wrote:In the low carb craziness I feel like everyone has forgotten the mainstay of family dinner- bread and butter. If you don’t like dinner here, eat more bread and drink your milk. DOnt expect dessert if you don’t try at your food. No one will starve.
Anonymous wrote:My baby’s too young for me to answer, but growing up, neither my DH or I were raised eating separate meals. We always ate what our parents ate. If we didn’t like it, too bad. Honestly, we never ate frozen food, but mom was stay at home as well.
I used to nanny during my college years, and it always baffled me to see parents give their kid a hot dog or piece of bread for dinner if that’s what they wanted. Not trying to sound like a snob...but from a nutritional standpoint, but I could never feed that to my own kid knowing what is and isn’t in it. Kids are not going to starve themselves. I truly believe picky eaters are created.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I am wondering about something after I read your update, op. You said you ate popcorn a ton instead of meals. I wonder what your childhood home meals were like? The reason I am wondering if that my college age kids are at home now. I am finding that ds and dd want all kinds of food. Meatloaf, fish and green beans, curries, pork chops, steaks, rice dishes, calamari, beans, soups, I mean like I am some kind of a all cuisine restaurant chef! Did I create these monsters? Was it that I cooked too much when they were kids? I am tried from cooking. Maybe I created the opposite, these nightmare, where is my smoked salmon and avocado everything bagel, and you can't really expect me to eat a plain sandwich douche bags! I always thought it is great to cook and have a variety of dishes, but boy, I am not that happy about it now!
DAFUQ are you talking about? If my college-age kids were in the house right now, THEY WOULD BE COOKING DINNER. We'd be on a rotation. And nobody's ass would be complaining.
If my kids were in their late teens/early 20s and had THE NERVE to complain to me about the food situation? Guess what, bitches? You are now cooking for a solid week.