Cooking for the picky....

I never thought much about how kids became picky until I had Caleb.  I always figured that if I offered him lots of different foods on a regular basis, he would eat most of them.  I knew that he would have likes and dislikes but I didn't really think that he would reject so many foods.  I recently saw a t-shirt that summed up his meal plan when he was about 3.  It said "Cereal-it's what's for dinner tonight" or something like that and there was a picture of a bowl of cheerios.  And that is what he ate for what seemed like forever.  Cheerios, some fruit, bread and french fries.  I think he ate cucumber and tomatoes as well and if the stars were aligned, he might have had a few bites of chicken.  He reminded me of that book "Bread and Jam for Frances" where she only ate bread and jam-for every single meal.  Except in the book, Frances become tired of eating bread and jam.  At the time, Caleb never tired of cheerios,  I will never forget him trying to eat a perogy.  He was gagging every time he brought the fork up to his mouth.  Before the food even hit his tongue.  After that, we quit trying to get him to eat things.  I would cook what I wanted and we always offered what we had but he knew that he could have cheerios if he wanted.  Gradually he started trying new things and now he eats quite a wide variety though he still is not too fond of soups, casseroles and things like that.  He won't eat cheerios anymore.  I guess he got his fill between the ages of 3 and 5.

The one thing that all 3 kids eat without any complaining is spaghetti.  Sophie always picks spaghetti when she is asked what she wants for supper and it is quickly becoming Silas' favourite food as well.

I have to admit though....we have been eating a lot of spaghetti.  And I'm starting to get just a little bit tired of it.









Oh, and here's a picture of Sophie.  Who sometimes feels a little bit left out when I take pictures of Silas eating so she insisted that I take one of her too.  And then she made me take a second one because the spoon was not right in her mouth in the first picture.