Some kids are good eaters. Some are not. My son Jackson is a good eater. My niece Julia is not. And they came out that way – quite literally!
When the doctor plopped Jackson down on my stomach, all squirmy, red and covered in guck, he opened his mouth and reached out to eat – and he never slowed down.
When Julia entered the world, it was quite a different story. It took weeks for her to learn to suck and nurse. With terrible jaundice and refusing to latch, Susan had to resort to giving her a bottle to get food into her while Julia slowly learned how to nurse. She eventually became a champion nurser – and still nurses now at two – but she never did become a good eater. Julia defines “picky” and at two barely weighs 22 pounds.
It sure is a huge difference feeding the two of them. Mealtimes with Julia are so stressful as she routinely refuses to eat. (They both like broccoli though, which is nice!)
But tonight I had to laugh at my dear, sweet son and his dependable tummy!
Jackson had baseball this evening and my husband Phil was picking him up from the babysitter and taking him directly to his game. Since there wasn’t time to come home for dinner, I packed them “dinner” to eat on the way. I made Phil a salmon sandwich, Jackson a cream cheese and apple slice wrap, and packed about a dozen cherry tomatoes.
My husband came home after work, got the meal out of the fridge and somehow assumed it was all for Jackson. (He doesn’t listen very well. I called him at work and told him I had made him a sandwich. But I guess he didn’t quite hear that part.) Phil grabbed himself a muffin and headed out to get Jackson.
Now the funny part is that my son ate all of that food – except one little tomato!!! The poor little thing just kept eating all the food he thought I had sent him!
When he got home and Phil asked why I sent him so much food, I was shocked. “Phil that sandwich and half of the tomatoes were for you!”
We all laughed like crazy about the mistake. Jackson thought it was quite a riot, moaning “I was so full Mommy – when Daddy passed me the tomatoes I thought, I can’t eat another meal!”