55 Flash Fiction Friday: Finicky Toddler Feeding

I try not to point out what she’s not eating or say, “You’re so skinny, why you no eat?” I try staying positive, “That’s really yummy, isn’t it?” She finally eats something other than bread, Cheerios, and cheese. After offering sliced zucchini omelet for a week, she finally tried it, and ate the whole thing.

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11 thoughts on “55 Flash Fiction Friday: Finicky Toddler Feeding

  1. some never outgrow that finicky crap either! LOL when i first got to cali my husband was offering his son other choices if he didn’t like what i cooked. i put a stop to that. said if the kids don’t like what’s offered, they go hungry.

    when my almost 12 yr old daughter was a toddler, she would eat o.k., but then she’d say ‘i have to throw up’. then she’d make herself throw up (no use of fingers either). freaked me out a bit cos i don’t know where she would get that from. she was so skinny. now she’s on the opposite end of the spectrum and feeling a little low about her weight. glad she doesn’t have an eating disorder tho. sheesh. dr. & i both told her she would grow out of the ‘baby’ fat.

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  2. You are a better mommy than me. Everytime Chloe bites or pinhes us (yes, she pinches now and laughs at you if you say ow) I tell her, you know Chloe, nobody is going to want to be your friend if you bite or pinch them. In fact, two of her “boyfriends” now run when they see her coming. They are traumatized! Good luck with the eating thing. We’re still having no luck with sippy cups for milk :(

  3. See? It’s true.. try it, you might like it. But I still resent the time I told my mother I had tried cooked carrots, more than once, and I did not like them. And she still insisted I eat them again, or at least taste them. I don’t know why she wouldn’t believe me… I didn’t lie as a child. I didn’t even stand up to her very much. Why couldn’t she accept it when I did? Anyway, it ended with her pinning me to the floor and forcing my mouth open to smear cooked carrots across my teeth so I had to taste it… immediately following that skirmish, I gagged on the flavor ’til I threw up. She never forced me to try anything again.

    On the other hand, I force myself to try things, because I don’t want to be one of Those People. I’m an adult… I can try new things. And I even re-taste things that didn’t go over well the first time, in hopes that my taste buds have changed since then. Unfortunately, as much as I want to, I still don’t like pumpkin pie. *sigh*

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  4. ciara – Yeah I don’t agree with making different meals for the picky eaters. If they don’t eat they must not be that hungry! ;-)

    Although if it turns out that Sophia doesn’t like cilantro like her grandpa I might make two versions of the same dish.

  5. Susan Anderson – I’m hardly perfect. We all do our best. I’m sure Chloe will figure out that pinching and biting aren’t the best ways to socialize. We’re getting better with eating now I’m focusing on a little more variety like maybe some vegetables. :P Sophia still drinks from a bottle 100% of the time. I’m right there with you on that one. If you come up with any ideas let me know. ;-)