I have heard my fair share of stories on how little ones are picky eaters...hey, I was one myself growing up. So, once the big man was moving to table food from my homemade puréed food I braced myself for screaming fits, compromising and whatever else it took to get him to eat. Let's be honest, I was not looking forward to this. To my surprise I got the complete opposite child. Unless he is teething (the dreaded week right before the tooth pokes through) my son will pretty much eat anything...and ALOT of it. THIS behavior he certainly did not get from me. I was a super picky eater as a kid and I basically lived on chicken nuggets, seafood, chicken nuggets, and chicken nuggets! My mother also told me all the time that I did not eat enough to keep a bird alive. So, he obviously got his daddy's appetite too. Yay for me!
I am not bragging about this because I am very thankful and feel that I am lucky to have such a good eater in my one year old. Plus, I am not bragging because I believe in karma and I don't want this to come back and bite me in the butt!
Here is an example of our dinners this past week that has surprised me the big man gobbled everything up.
1. Homemade pesto chicken pizza
2. Skinny version of chicken and broccoli casserole
3. Homemade chicken taquitos (I put peas in the big man's)
4. Shit on a shingle (I loved this when I was a kid.)
5. Chicken pesto pasta with spinach, carrots and zucchini
This boy can eat a giant helping and then have fruit for his dessert. I am very proud of him and very happy that he got his daddy's appetite. He is also very serious about his food. You better not mess with him while he's eating, but I did manage to get him to smile for the camera in the middle of his meal. He also likes to check out what's being made for dinner to see what he's getting. It's super cute!
After dinner Madison can't wait for me to take the big man out of his chair. She starts cleaning up the pieces he has dropped. The big man just rolls in laughter over this and it's too funny.
If it is a teething week he is not interested in eating at all. I pretty much have to resort to hot dogs and/or mac 'n cheese. That is definitely not my dinner of choice for him, but I feel bad for him because his mouth hurts and I wouldn't want to eat either, so I totally understand.