I’m not one for resolutions and setting myself up for failure. However, there are changes that I want to make in my life this year aside from the normal eat healthier, exercise more, and get more organized (all of which I plan on doing of course).
The biggest change I want to make is Family Dinner.
We sit down as a family almost every night for dinner. We say grace and we talk about our “favorite parts of the day.” Sometimes those get combined by Finnegan, “My favorite part of the day is going to Mema’s and when we got my brudders and when I pay my game and Mom come home. Amen.” What I mean by family dinner is us all eating the same meal. Please for the love of God, let this happen. This one doesn’t eat hot dogs, this one wants his sauce rinsed off his meatballs, NONE of my kids will eat peanut butter! They refuse every form of chicken that is not a nugget. I’ve baked, grilled, fried, sauted…nope. Now that the two older boys are 7 and 5, and capable of compromise, it’s time to flip the spatula and get more strict. They are going to eat everything I make, or at least try it more than once. Expand their vegetable pallets beyond cucumbers, black olives, and corn.
My first three attempts this week have been surprisingly successful. Although it took Logan FOR-EV-ER to eat half of a pork chop, he did it. He even ate his peas…swallowing them whole one by one. Hey, he ate it all, right? I’ve discovered that Deacon will eat just about any meat if I put A1 on it. Just the smell of that stuff makes me gag. Finnegan…he’s the tough one. Not a single vegetable since he was a baby. He’ll eat fruit, but that’s it. I can’t wait for him to grow out of this stage. They’ve all been through it.
So Family Dinner is my new focus. I need to tune out the whining and complaining and make it happen…as painfully slow as it is. No more making multiple meals because I get all nervous about them not eating enough. Eventually, they’ll get it. I need to stay strong and not break.
Wish us luck!