Tuesday, 10 August 2010
Dinnertime debacle - please help!
A typical nightly meal at our place goes something like this:
Nugget (5 years) sits at the table and picks at his food, all the while saying "I don't like it" and pulling out all the green coloured vegetables (except peas which he, thankfully could eat until the cows come home). Invariably he bargains with me over the number of mouthfuls he will ingest and, on a bad day, I end up feeding him (because of Mother's Guilt and his low BMI).
Doo Dah (3.5 years) rarely complains about the food and will eat pretty much anything but refuses to sit down at the table. He gets up umpteen times, races around the house in various stages of undress carrying food and dodging my advances and eventually I end up yelling at him and threatening to cut of his legs (not really but you know what I mean?).
Dew Drop (19 months) will eat everything and is quite pleasant about it. He is, however, the messiest eater in the world and manages to get his food all over himself, the table and the floor. He is also influenced by his nomadic older brother and, if my eyes stray for a minute from my watchtower, he has been known to race around the house giggling and dropping food ALL OVER THE PLACE! Argh
The Minx (19 months) sits, eats, smiles and then, cleans up after herself. She is the pin-up girl for fantastic dinner guests. More like her in my next life please!
All in all, it is an absolute debacle and is slowly driving me mad. Please, dear readers, I call upon you for advice and ideas on how to tame the beast that is our dinnertime. Surely there must be something I can do?
PS: If you could please come over and fold my washing (as seen in the background of the photo above) I'd be most appreciative?