Monday, March 31, 2008

Picky, Picky

So my daughter is very much like her mother. Very picky when it comes to eating new things. She likes most things, once she has tried them. But put some new object on her plate and she clamps that mouth shut tight.

For example, she LOVES pureed peas. She'll eat them with gusto. But put a mashed pea on her plate? Heaven forbid. She is a master at picking around the foreign objects to grasp at the more familiar fare.

What's the frustrating part? Glad you asked.

Interestingly enough, this picky-ness only seems to apply to food because Claire is a pro at finding the smallest pieces of debris on our floor. And where do these foreign objects go? Yep. Right in the mouth.

I have threatened to scatter veggies all over my floors. Maybe that way she'll actually try them and add them to her "will eat" list.

Sigh.

2 comments:

Noelle said...

Does it smell it first like her mom????

momimi said...

All I can say is that the apple has not fallen far from the tree. (Be sure to check her shoes before you decide she's suddenly eating better.)