Why feeding my family is the parenting task I loathe most
?I?m just giving her anything she wants to eat and we?re not going to fight it.?
My husband issues this fait accompli while reaching into the maw of the fridge for the leftover mac and cheese. He already sounds defeated by our inevitable dinnertime showdown with our preschooler, and it hasn?t even begun.
It?s been a long, stressful day and there?s an unspoken understanding that tonight we will pick our battles. And that means doling out boxed noodles for the third time this week. I know my four year old won?t touch the healthy, homemade dinner I?ve made for the rest of the family. I won?t even try.
Feeding my family is, hands down, the parenting task I loathe the most. No matter how much forethought I put into to each person?s individual preferences, the meal I make will offend someone. If it?s vegetarian, my husband will ask where the ?rest of it? is. My toddler would rather grind carbs into her hair than eat them. And then there?s my preschooler? She?s spirited and assertive, bold and outspoken. She?s also a picky eater. And her take-no-prisoners attitude, coupled with her disdain for anything other than Veggie Straws and frozen waffles, makes feeding her a nightmare.
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All four of us dread the dinner table. The adults dread it because no matter what we prepare, we will be met with a meltdown. Our four year old dreads it because the food we serve is usually a) revolting, b) poisoned,...
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