Chloe doesn’t like her food to be mixed. No shepherd’s pie or casseroles of any kind – she likes her food clearly divided. Give her a piece of chicken with rice and veggies, all separate, and she’ll eat every bite. Mix all of that together and she will push it around her plate and take only her one required bite.
Tonight we had dinner with my family at my parents’ house and I made dinner for everyone, an easy one-dish chicken bake. Everyone liked it – except my daughter, who literally gagged on her one required bite. (To read the rest of the story head down to “Why I do what I do”)
Some great reads from the last few weeks.
The Best Kept Secret To A Clean Home ~ Simple Mom
Born In A Small Town ~ Get Rich Slowly
Are You Willing To Jump Out Of The Boat ~ Being Frugal
40 Party Favors You Can Make Yourself ~ The Crafty Crow
Square Foot Garden: Year 1 ~ Smart Family Tips
Home Management Notebook: Printables! ~ Organizing Your Way
101 Ways To Take A Bite Out Of Your Food Budget ~ The Wisdom Journal
No Pizza Please ~ (In)Courage – (a new favorite of mine)
Funny Post 
If Another Bowl Or Plate Slides Off The Table I’ll Scream ~ The Train To Crazy (she’s got a brilliant idea in there!)
Why I do what I do ~ Tonight after I kissed and hugged Chloe, right before I said goodnight, she asked, “Mommy are you not very good at cooking?” Trying not to show my offense I asked, “Do you think I’m good at cooking?” She replied, “Nope. It’s OK.”
So she interprets her picky-ness as ME not cooking things right … oh my …
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Thanks for the link, Nicki!
I’m laughing at the story about your daughter…it’s all about perspective, huh?
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LOL! Been there done that. Still doing it to a small extent with my 10 year old son but my two daughters have hit the teenage years and they’re eating me out of house and home.
When my son was about 2, we had some green beans at supper and he refused to eat them. I demanded that he eat just one, just ONE green bean. He put it in his mouth and quickly grabbed his cup of milk, drinking for a few seconds. Then he announced that the green bean was “gone-gone!” Only after we put him in bed did we discover he spit it out in his cup of milk.
Thanks for the link!
When my kids do like what I’ve fixed for dinner, they’ll say, “You made a GOOD supper tonight, Mommy!” I guess that means when they don’t like it, I didn’t.