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Food on Fridays with Ann
Thursday night, some members of our family had a food fight.Unfortunately, it wasn’t a rowdy, green-bean-throwing food fight.It was a “You will eat this”/”No, I won’t!” standoff.Those food fights aren’t really about the food; they’re about the heart. But still, in the middle of the episode sits a plate. And on the plate sits something found to be unappealing, like an morsel of fish or a single pea.Thursday evening, a few beans, some meat and one tomato from the chili sat on a plate for a long, long time before they were reluctantly consumed.After witnessing tears and blood-curdling screams, I have little to say about food at the moment except that I’m glad dinner is over and the dishes are washed.We restored relationships with heartfelt discussion and big hugs.But what a relief that each new morning can start with a friendly bowl of cereal.
The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases;his mercies never come to an end;they are new every morning;great is your faithfulness.(Lamentations 3:22-23 ESV)
I’m first again! See, I need to go to bed much earlier than I used to because I have a job that starts at 7 am now so I have to get to bed earlier. Ugh! I too do not like food fight stand offs. It wasn’t as bad tonight as it can be, but we did have a little stand off over eating peas. And then when she finally tried one she realized she liked them. Argh!!
My first 2 were so easy to feed. My 3rd likes many foods, he just doesn’t like stopping long enough to eat them. Today I actually stooped to spoon feeding him yogurt while he wrote a story. He happily ate the food as long as he could keep working. Not my proudest moment as a mother. And yes, I realize I am a walking, spoon feeding DON’T when it comes to keeping this child properly noursihed! : )
When my son was pretty good about food as he was growing up but when he was just beginning to eat solids it was a different story. I lovingly pureed very nutritious fruit and vegetables and also any of our meals that were baby friendly for him to eat. He would have none of it. He would, however, eat my friend’s very spicy pureed chilli – oh, and any jarred baby food I could bring myself to buy. I was so desperate to give him all the most natural foods, but in the end I think he ate an awful lot of Heinz (and chilli)!! Thanks for hosting and have a great weekend!
Sorry about the random ‘When’ at the start of my comment – I’m not sure where that came from! It should read, My son was pretty good about food when he was growing up….
Must remember to proof read 🙂
Oh Ann — Those long meals aren’t ones you want to linger over, huh? I’m glad it is resolved. What an insight to realize that it isn’t about the food. The same food on another night might quickly be eaten. Tonight, there was a hunger in the soul, it sounds like. See you tonight!
Sounds like a real food fight would have been more fun. 😉 I remember those times …
I liked up the roundup of the Adopt A Gluten-Free Blogger event, which I just hosted. Non-gluten free folks, don’t be deterred … there are some amazing, naturally gluten-free recipes in this roundup that you’ll want to try. Check out the anti-goldfish “cracker,” sunset gazpacho, breakfast and savory waffles, pudla (I didn’t know what that was before either!), and much more!
Shirley
This post brought me much laughter as I remembered my own childhood, and also my children and the wars over food. Yes, I did not care if the poor children in China were starving, I told my Mom, then give them this, because I don’t like it!
A single pea. Oh boy. In some ways, that feels like an image for all kinds of conflicts. Just a single pea, but how hard we find it to swallow. 🙂