As I'm fixing lunch today I can't help but think of how my kids will react to it. Not that I'm a terrible cook but just because my kids can be terribly picky. For this I blame their father. The man refused to eat thanksgiving food until he was a teen so his mother would fix him pb&j. I on the other hand was raised that you ate dinner or went to bed hungry. (and sometimes you ate dinner and still went to bed hungry. Different blog though.) So with my children I vowed to find a happy medium. Instead of the take or leave philosophy I use the take it, leave it, or fix your own darn meal. Now granted I had to wait for them to become old enough to use this philosophy but at 9 & 7 I finally believe that they are. I don't know how many times I've said "this isn't a restaurant" and yet continue to treat it as though it is. Since I've yet to receive any tips I've decided to start enforcing my philosophy. With this new found method will come some trickery on my part. You may call it lying, I like to refer to it as clever parenting. For example one day we made turkey burgers and even though my kids had never had them, they are notorious for not liking things before they have even been tried. So we told them we were having burgers. Plain and simple right? Well not when the burgers are white instead of brown. As my kids argued this fact I said oh just eat it, it's good. They did and it was. After consuming every bite I let them know it was turkey and not cow. Of course my youngest and pickiest (and most like her father)still decided she didn't like it. Most of the time this trickery doesn't work on her so that's where fix your own meal will come into play. Today as I fix Parmesan pasta with tuna and try to convince them it's chicken I have a strong feeling they, at least the girl (mainly because she just came in here before lunch was ready and told me she wasn't eating it )will be fixing their own meal today or going hungry.
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