Channeling His Inner Donald
A little bit before summer, I bought my son some plates at Target that were divided into five sections, a big one for the main dish, and then three smaller ones at the top.
As I suspected, he adored them. He is very methodical, very logical, so these appealed to his inner engineer. He also doesn't appreciate his various food items touching each other, so the plates worked like a charm.
Since then, hedemands prefers that every meal he eats utilize the plates. I only have four, so sometimes I am short one. Usually, knowing the fuss that will occur, I will simply hand wash so that I have one to use.
Well, I was feeling ill yesterday, and Daddy, not being privy to the odd routines of a five year old, attempted to serve Mr. P his lunch on a regular plate.
It was so not pretty.
I can understand the perspective of hey, is a particular plate really all that important in the grand scheme of life?
And to those that live daily with a child, the short answer is yes. So even though I wasn't feeling great, I went ahead and got a clean one out of the dishwasher. Yeah, yeah, talk to me another day about undercutting my husband's authority, blabbity blah...
After I had served him his now-appropriately proportioned lunch, he, with all of the self-righteous anger that only a five year old can muster, pointed at Hubba-hubba and said, "Daddy, you are fired!"
If only life were that easy, kid.
As I suspected, he adored them. He is very methodical, very logical, so these appealed to his inner engineer. He also doesn't appreciate his various food items touching each other, so the plates worked like a charm.
Since then, he
Well, I was feeling ill yesterday, and Daddy, not being privy to the odd routines of a five year old, attempted to serve Mr. P his lunch on a regular plate.
It was so not pretty.
I can understand the perspective of hey, is a particular plate really all that important in the grand scheme of life?
And to those that live daily with a child, the short answer is yes. So even though I wasn't feeling great, I went ahead and got a clean one out of the dishwasher. Yeah, yeah, talk to me another day about undercutting my husband's authority, blabbity blah...
After I had served him his now-appropriately proportioned lunch, he, with all of the self-righteous anger that only a five year old can muster, pointed at Hubba-hubba and said, "Daddy, you are fired!"
If only life were that easy, kid.
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Having said that, I so know about the shortcuts to just having a peaceful meal. Little Benjamin refuses to eat with a tablespoon, he wants a smaller spoon (at 7!), and in order to get him to eat that cereal in the morning, I just give in. It drives my husband crazy, but you know what, I don't have the time or the energy to argue with a 7 year old who has all the time in the world, and is quite OK with being late to school because he hasn't finished his breakfast!
Hope you are feeling better!
Heidi :)
I only caution you because I was once engaged. Engaged but THANKFULLY never married to a man whom after moving in with him I realized just how serious his food touching issues were. Not a dinner out would go by without him having a fit with the server about the juice of something touching another. I seriously considered having adult versions of the sectioned plates made for him as a wedding gift, and even considered bringing these to restaurants for his food to be served to him on.
I later found other even more disturbing habits, mainly food related which I simply couldn't live with and had to end that relationship. Being someone who loves food and loves to cook... I simply couldn't deal.
I realize this man's oddities are far more umm... extreme then a 5 year olds but I just had to share my sad and yet completely amusing story with you about a tale of sectioned plates.
(Please realize I am of course kidding when I am cautioning you, but sadly... not kidding about my ex-fiance's behavior). Hope you are feeling better!
I've been fired more than hubby, because I'm meaner. LOL
All I can say to HH is: (In Bill Clinton's voice) "I feel your pain."
And deal with a kids workman's compensation...
Wait a minute what would that entail?
Lying on the couch, banned from the kitchen?
I think I could handle that...
If a plate has five sections, one on the bottom and three on the top, where the heck did the last section go, and exactly what medication is gina guzzling????
;)
But you're right, it's actually only four sections.
Oh and I am not liking it when my food touches either.