The Trials of Parenthood

Andrew has just up and decided he’s done with baby food. I guess it was a couple of days ago now he just started refusing anything that has a baby food consistency or looks anything like baby food. When we first started with the baby food we went with the green foods like beans or spinach. Once we was eating those we moved to the orange foods like squash and sweet potatoes, and at some point in there we introduced fruit. When we moved to the “threes” food we tried the new and exciting flavors like lasagna, spaghetti, macaroni and cheese, Thanks giving dinner, Sunday brunch smorgasbord, but he never ate any of these. In some cases I think he managed to try a whole spoonful before giving us a fine display of his highly refined gag reflex.

Since then we have been struggling to find anything to feed him. Typically in the morning we give him a piece of buttered toast, and then he likes to eat cheerios and quarter wheat squares. We have still been able to still sneak some baby food in by mixing it with lots of wheat germ to thicken it up but even then it’s difficult.

Tonight during dinner we decided to try and just give him a couple of green beans. We put them on the tray of his high chair and watched what he would do with them. He picked it up, gave it good look over, took a bite, and then promptly threw the rest of the bean on the floor. He hunted out the other three beans we had put on his try and picked those up one by one and threw them on the floor.

I tried to encourage him by showing him that I was enjoying my beans and eating them up by making a big production of “Andrew, look, I’m eating my beans.” Jen joined in and added “I’m eating my beans.” Alex chimed in right after that, “Andrew, I’m NOT eating my beans!” Ahhhh…

I just have to add this.

The other night I was watching the kids and struggling to get them organized for bath time. Alex was all wound up playing dinosaurs and was pretending to be a T. Rex and I was having no luck convincing him that it was time to head into the bathroom. Frustrated I left them alone in the hall playing while I started running the water for the bath and getting the towels out and by the time I got back Alex was rolling around the floor with Andrew in mock battle.

“What are you doing?!”

Without skipping a beat Alex replied like it was totally obvious and how could I have possibly not known,

“We’re fighting for dominance.”

“You’re not a Dinosaur!” …..

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