That area is Rhett’s lunch.
Calling him a picky eater is an understatement. He has declared entire food groups inedible. Food groups that other 5 year olds embrace.
And it is often random. What he gobbled up the day before suddenly is blacklisted.
*sigh*
At home, I feel like I can take a stand and do the motherly you-will-go-hungry-if-you-don’t-eat thing. On days he goes to school, I feel like his teacher needs him well-fed and shouldn’t have to deal with the complicated maze that is Rhett’s food issues.
For the last few months he has lived on peanut butter on a spoon and peanut butter balls.
Notice a trend?
Peanut butter on a spoon is just that. Peanut butter on a spoon. We are fancy here.
Proving how fancy we are here, peanut butter balls is an elaborate combination of peanut butter, honey and powdered milk (if I have any).
I was super smart the first day of school and sent Rhett with a little container of peanut butter balls and a spoon. I had checked previously to make sure there were no classmates with peanut allergies at orientation and were relieved to find out that unlike other years, Kindergarten was free of nut allergies.
When Rhett returned home, I opened his lunch box and found the entire contents of his lunch except for a package of goldfish.
I don’t like peanut butter balls anymore.
Great. I have no plan B.
The next few days I tried all sorts of variations of the two foods he likes without any luck beyond carbo-loading with goldfish.
I don’t like crackers anymore.
You HAVE to like crackers because you don’t like bread.
No. I don’t like crackers OR bread.
Alrighty!
This morning I had a lunch packing breakdown.
What to pack?
What to pack?
Arghhhhh!
As I made Rhett’s morning oatmeal, it struck me…
I am going to send you oatmeal for lunch in this thermos. It will keep it warm.
OK. Can I pick out my dessert?
Sure!
Today my son ate his entire lunch. A hearty serving of oatmeal and a left-over Christmas candy cane.The boys starting school last week has decreased my stress level immensely in all areas except for one.
That area is Rhett’s lunch.
Calling him a picky eater is an understatement. He has declared entire food groups inedible. Food groups that other 5 year olds embrace.
And it is often random. What he gobbled up the day before suddenly is blacklisted.
*sigh*
At home, I feel like I can take a stand and do the motherly you-will-go-hungry-if-you-don’t-eat thing. On days he goes to school, I feel like his teacher needs him well-fed and shouldn’t have to deal with the complicated maze that is Rhett’s food issues.
For the last few months he has lived on peanut butter on a spoon and peanut butter balls.
Notice a trend?
Peanut butter on a spoon is just that. Peanut butter on a spoon. We are fancy here.
Proving how fancy we are here, peanut butter balls is an elaborate combination of peanut butter, honey and powdered milk (if I have any).
I was super smart the first day of school and sent Rhett with a little container of peanut butter balls and a spoon. I had checked previously to make sure there were no classmates with peanut allergies at orientation and were relieved to find out that unlike other years, Kindergarten was free of nut allergies.
When Rhett returned home, I opened his lunch box and found the entire contents of his lunch except for a package of goldfish.
I don’t like peanut butter balls anymore.
Great. I have no plan B.
The next few days I tried all sorts of variations of the two foods he likes without any luck beyond carbo-loading with goldfish.
I don’t like crackers anymore.
You HAVE to like crackers because you don’t like bread.
No. I don’t like crackers OR bread.
Alrighty!
This morning I had a lunch packing breakdown.
What to pack?
What to pack?
Arghhhhh!
As I made Rhett’s morning oatmeal, it struck me…
I am going to send you oatmeal for lunch in this thermos. It will keep it warm.
OK. Can I pick out my dessert?
Sure!
Today my son ate his entire lunch. A hearty serving of oatmeal and a left-over Christmas candy cane.
That area is Rhett’s lunch.
Calling him a picky eater is an understatement. He has declared entire food groups inedible. Food groups that other 5 year olds embrace.
And it is often random. What he gobbled up the day before suddenly is blacklisted.
*sigh*
At home, I feel like I can take a stand and do the motherly you-will-go-hungry-if-you-don’t-eat thing. On days he goes to school, I feel like his teacher needs him well-fed and shouldn’t have to deal with the complicated maze that is Rhett’s food issues.
For the last few months he has lived on peanut butter on a spoon and peanut butter balls.
Notice a trend?
Peanut butter on a spoon is just that. Peanut butter on a spoon. We are fancy here.
Proving how fancy we are here, peanut butter balls is an elaborate combination of peanut butter, honey and powdered milk (if I have any).
I was super smart the first day of school and sent Rhett with a little container of peanut butter balls and a spoon. I had checked previously to make sure there were no classmates with peanut allergies at orientation and were relieved to find out that unlike other years, Kindergarten was free of nut allergies.
When Rhett returned home, I opened his lunch box and found the entire contents of his lunch except for a package of goldfish.
I don’t like peanut butter balls anymore.
Great. I have no plan B.
The next few days I tried all sorts of variations of the two foods he likes without any luck beyond carbo-loading with goldfish.
I don’t like crackers anymore.
You HAVE to like crackers because you don’t like bread.
No. I don’t like crackers OR bread.
Alrighty!
This morning I had a lunch packing breakdown.
What to pack?
What to pack?
Arghhhhh!
As I made Rhett’s morning oatmeal, it struck me…
I am going to send you oatmeal for lunch in this thermos. It will keep it warm.
OK. Can I pick out my dessert?
Sure!
Today my son ate his entire lunch. A hearty serving of oatmeal and a left-over Christmas candy cane.
I’d say patience is the key here! And a sense of humor, which you seem to have, so just hang in there and thanks for sharing on Craft Schooling Sunday!
What a laugh! They sure make things hard sometimes but so worth it! Lynda
Lunches are tough, aren’t they?! You might want to check out my new link party, Allergy Friendly Lunchbox Love. The posts that have been shared are geared toward avoiding various allergens, but there are still lots of good ideas that anyone would love to eat! http://allergyfreecookery.blogspot.com/2011/09/allergy-friendly-lunchbox-love.html
Thanks for contributing. It’s helped me undrsetnad the issues.
Wow, I can’t believe he ate that!!! One of my kids will only eat pepperoni sandwiches and the other will only eat Italian wedding soup. Every. Day.
Kids are weird.
thatisall
I WISH I could send peanut butter to school. All schools here are all nut-free.
Found you on BlogFrog.
I don’t do well with picky eaters at my house!
BTW ~ I live in the Dallas Area, too. Nice to meet you!
I have a 2.5-year-old and a 17-month-old. Fortunately, they’re both currently great eaters. But I have a feeling that will eventually change. I give you major props for dealing with his picky eating habits! Good thinking on the oatmeal.
Holly, this is so helpful! My Kindergartner eats PB&J everyday for lunch. While it bothers me, I try to make up for it at dinner time. Yesterday she told me she had PB&J with broccoli! We’re making progress!!
I like Rhett. He just might be the funniest kid ever. Except for my boys, of course.