I Don’t Like That


picky-eatersRecently, Plum has declared that she does not like vegetables. Having previously eaten pretty much anything under the sun, she now turns her nose up at almost everything, including some of her previous favourites. And it’s not just veg, it’s food in general.

She now doesn’t like carrots, peppers, peas, sweetcorn, broccoli, green beans, pasta, jam, rice and almost anything else you can name. The exceptions are potatoes in almost any form, sausages (which we don’t have very often) and home made spag bol.

There are days when I despair of finding a way of getting vitamins into her. We recently went to the supermarket and having declared herself unwilling to eat any veg with our meal that evening, I asked her what she would like to eat. She didn’t know. And then I had an idea.

I took her slowly round all the vegetables, pointing them out. She shook her head at almost everything, but was intrigued by cauliflower. She asked to hold it. She smelt it. She inspected the leaves, felt the bumpy white florets and then asked what it was called. On hearing the answer she said she would eat it.

And so it was that I made cauliflower cheese for the first time in a long time. And she ate it. She ATE IT!  She even ate the peas and sweetcorn I snuck on her plate.  Bean was less impressed though. He declared that he hates cauliflower. I asked him to have just a small spoonful of it on his plate. Just enough to try it. He did and he left it until the very end, and then he had to be coaxed not to hold his nose whilst he ate it. He put it in his mouth, flinched, chewed, relaxed as he realised his flinch was premature. And then informed us that he had forgotten that he really likes cauliflower.

Kids, eh?

 

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  1. I’ve heard that sometimes just giving foods fun names is enough to get some children interested. My son is, so far, an amazing eater, but any time he is reluctant to try something, I just call it something cute. He is obsessed with things that are “teeny tiny” so broccoli is teeny tiny trees, and I cut the carrots small, and those are teeny tiny carrots.
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