I know I have discussed this topic to death but we had another one of those horrible dinners where Ezra sat for over an hour before he dramatically gagged down the minimum required five pieces of chicken in front of him.
I sat there with him alternating between being overly offended (the chicken was really good, I thought) and overly frustrated. Greg and I joked that the irresistible force (me) meeting the immovable object (Ezra) were at our table. Anyway, I kept trying to tell myself that it would get better and that one day I will look back and laugh at this when Ezra is sitting at his own table eating every piece of chicken and hamburger (and everything else that he refused to eat now) that his wife puts in front of him.
But then I was forced to think about some of the men in my life. The husband who won't touch fish or tomatoes unless they are in stick (that is for the fish) or ketchup (tomatoes) form. The two boy cousins (ahem, they are respectively 31 and 33) who won't touch anything called KUGEL or lasagna. The father of mine who won't touch chicken on a bone. I am going to go out on a limb here and say that the chances are good that Ezra's wife will be serving hot dogs, chicken nuggets, pizza and grilled cheese every night for dinner. The worst thing is that she is going to blame me, the mother-in-law, for his eating habits.
Posted by peninah at February 14, 2007 08:49 PM | TrackBackbut your father is one of the less picky ones in his family...he does eat almost everything else...and even eats chicken on the bone, on occasion...and your cousins get it legitimately...their father only eats tuna out of a can!! at least you can tell Ez's mom that you tried...but he too gets it legitimately...i repeat my comment from before...nights and nights of mac and cheese or cheerios - take your choice!!
Posted by: BubbyT at February 14, 2007 10:43 PMAssuming Ezra takes even a little bit after his father, he will begin to eat many more types of food as he gets older (not fish, though). Hopefully in his case, colitis wont set in and blow everything to hell as it did in his father's case.
Posted by: Greg at February 15, 2007 10:09 AMOk, has no one pointed this out yet, but Ezra is
Calvin from Calvin and Hobbs.
We have been saying that for years!! Funny. The worst thing is that the kid has been reading Calvin and Hobbes since he was five so he loves to pull calvinisms.
His personal favorite:
Ezra: *Burp*
me: what do you say?
Ezra: There must be a barge coming through?
me: try again
Ezra: That sure tasted better going down than coming up!
me: Three strikes and you're out buddy.
Ezra:Excuse me?
Also, for the calvin and hobbes readers.
One of the biggest laughs greg and i ever had with each other was when we were in connecticut once and Greg's grandfather (A"H) brushed Ezra's hair- comb, water and all. Greg and I looked at Ezra, then looked at each other and at the exact same time said, "Calvin!!" (you know when Calvin's parents brush his hair for a picture or something).
Posted by: peninah at February 15, 2007 12:06 PMOur family album has a photo of all of us kids, posing nicely, and my little brother making a face, and my mom put the Calvin & Hobbs strip of Calvin doing the same thing right below it. Classic.
Posted by: SaraK at February 16, 2007 11:27 AMdont know if this makes you feel better but at my house Ezra ate 6 pancakes and then asked for more - at which point i had to tell him no.
Posted by: vomessing at February 20, 2007 09:32 AMMy parents told me that they used to feed their kids every other day, and that this did wonders for their kids appetites. My approach with my kids is that if they don't want to eat, fine. They will eventually... Don't sweat it.
Posted by: R@ffy at February 22, 2007 12:43 PM