It’s impossible for me to describe how much I love Michael. I love his cute little toes, that sassy smile he gives me before he ignores me, the smell of his hair, those beautiful long eyelashes. Every time I look at him, it melts my heart. But, there is one thing about him that drives me absolutely bonkers. He is a reluctant eater.
Michael was a big baby, born at 9 lb 14oz. He nursed like a fiend. At about five and a half months, he watched us eat with fascination while imitating our chewing motions. So, with much excitement, we started solids. And, it’s been down hill ever since.
Please understand that I love food. I’m talking anything from a filet with béarnaise sauce to a Quarter Pounder with cheese. I love the way food smells, I enjoy trying new recipes, and mostly I enjoy eating it. So, how did I end up with a reluctant eater? Christy, have you been coaching him in your ways?
This past week has been worse than most because his last two molars are working their way in. I’ll ask him if he wants something to eat and he responds, “HOT BOTTLE!” After refusing all of the yummy options I suggest, he ends up with a hot bottle. One night, I managed to get him to agree to a bowl of cereal. You know what the little stinker did? He picked up the bowl, drank all of the milk out of it, then demanded “MORE MILK!” Then, to add insult to injury, he picked up a handful of soggy cereal and dropped it on his lap. I hate being outsmarted by a two year old.
So, if anyone has any wonderful ideas for getting a stubborn, fussy two year old to eat something other than pasta, oatmeal, yogurt, and chocolate I’m all ears.