Eat what's put in front of you
 

I've been chatting with people lately who were pretty much raised the way I was: you eat what's put in front of you without fussing about it, and be glad you have food.

When my kids were little, my ex-husband said to me, "Look, I'll eat at least a little of anything you put on my plate as an example for the kids, but I just can't do green beans."

So we made a policy that everybody got to choose one food to refuse when it was served. Ex-husband chose green beans, my daughter chose peas (I think), and my son chose spinach/chard (he wanted to choose "anything green" but it didn't fly).

There were things that took the kids a very long time to eat, like my son cutting the "skin" off one slice of zucchini, removing the seeds, slicing it in little wedges like a pie, and choking each little piece down while making gagging sounds. But they had to have at least a token amount of everything else but the chosen evil food. The system served us well.

B2Y,

That's a good method! :) When I was a kid, the youngest of six, I had to fight for the good stuff. The bigger kids had a further reach than me, lol. If I didn't like something, I don't recall if I ate it or not. I think I was always ravenous so I worked out a system. I ate the worst stuff first and saved the best for last. I still do that today most of the time, lol.

I tried to get our boys to eat healthy, but there were things they wouldn't eat. Now they're coming around and actually like a lot of veggies and salad and such. When they were babies they loved strained veggies. Funny how it ended as they grew. :confused:

well I was raised same way BTY, eat or go to bed hungry, so we ate. my kids were raised same way, the boys had a friend who was rude when it came to dinner he would say oh i dont eat that or like that and yep you guessed it my answer was too bad, thats dinner, like I tell my kids this isnt a cafe

I am sure it was easier for me, I liked everything, so that wasnt an issue with me, my kids were also good eaters, and debbies kids loved my cooking so it worked out pretty well for us, hopefully they wont let their kids control whats for dinner

We were good eaters also but no way would my Mother have made anything other than what was served for dinner if we didn't like it. Thats probably considered abuse now a days, lol.

lol Jules that or grounds for divorcing your parents, lol oh my, my pa would of knocked into next week if I ever tossed that at them lol

wizbethcathy do those dogs even look happy, lol, they really dont lol, where did you get the pic? are these your pups?

growing up we were told that we had to eat what was on our plates or that plate would be breakfast the next morning ... i would literally become ill on the nights we would have liver but i would eat it anyway cause cold liver for breakfast is worse ... i finially got to the point that if i cut it up tiny and smothered each bite in a ton of gravy and swallow quickly i could get the whole piece down without having to repeatedly leave the table ... my boys were raised that they had to at least eat two bites of whatever they thought they didn't like ... 9 times out of 10 though they found they did like the item and would eat it all ... lol ... kids sheeesh

lol deb just like how sean doesnt like cheese or butter lol want to bet he just doenst know he does, like chris not liking mayo another enlightening moment in his life oh yes you do like it

I love liver and onions no one here does which bites

I don't remember ever not eating anything my Mom served....which probably explains the extra weight!!

My boys usually ate most everything....there were certain things they never developed a taste for and still don't eat. With Kevin, it's mayonnaise. With Matt, it's mustard. And neither like black olives. I don't either. And Kevin won't touch a tomato but loves spaghetti sauce!

But, I usually fixed enough so that there was something that everyone liked. I never remember throwing anything away (that's a sin!!) or having alot of leftovers so they must have liked it!

I remember my mother making lentil soup. We had to sit at the table until it was all gone. As an adult I found out even my father hated it but because my mother liked it, we all were forced to eat it. I will never, never eat lentil soup ever again!! My daughter pretty much eats everything we do. If we are having a vegetable my daughter dislikes, then she eats her raw veggies that she loves. Requires no extra work so I don't mind.

That was a pic someone sent me in an email Frank. No they didn't look happy did they? The poooooooor little guys.