Life: Just not always how I plan it.
I know the feeling! And there was a time when my A wouldn't eat fishfingers and the only common ground were donuts.
To be fair, I could have put "fishfingers and doughnuts".
A shame really, when fish fingers are so wonderfully stealable (from the mouths of babes, i would take them). Lucky for your girls I am too far away for my arm to reach!Much love to all and congrats on your award winning blogJossx
why do all parents spend so much time and energy worrying about what their children eat? as long as they are growing and developing then feed them what they want surely
we've gone off fish fingers - only strawberry yoghurt will do
Fish fingers and custard?
My two don't like German fish fingers. You can imagine my despair! But thank god for bratwurst!
Well, don't move to American then. They don't have proper fish fingers (though plenty of doughnuts, of course).
this post made me smile, love the idea of the diagram!
Great diagram. I've four children, and three will eat pretty much anything while one will sniff, prod, glare at and do pretty much anything but eat most things. Not sure what I did to him to put him off basic foodstuffs, but it's interesting to see what I think has been the same culinary upbringing has resulted in such differing experiences. Sigh.
Pretty similar here. Sigh.
Iota - Costco do great fish fingers if you have one nearby. Or I could send some...I used to have this dilemma too - the Venn Diagram of pickiness. Fortunately as they grow, their palates widen. A bit. It's so soul destroying though.
I love a diagram! I'm sure you're prepared to add a fourth circle in there before long too. A Venn Diagram of what my children eat barely overlaps. And none of them eat fishfingers which is annoying because it's one of the easiest foods to cook. Although sometimes I cook them anyway and eat them all myself.
Jocelyn - come home and I promise to cook you as many fish fingers as you like xxxSupergran - it was meant as a joke, and more at the frustration at having to cook peas for L and broccoli for A and beans for S, when what I'd like to do is have to cook only one meal at a time. But there is a serious point there, isn't there? Why do we stress about it so much? Maybe one for another longer post...Toddling into madness - I'm told that my cousin (now in her 40s with two children, a lovely husband and a steady job) existed for over a year on TUC biscuits and bathwater. Strawberry yoghurt is therefore a full and balanced diet...John C - together or separately?Fiona - Bratwurst??? yuk yuk yuk. You'd better move your children back here soon before they forget what a proper sausage looks like...
Iota - wasn't planning on it. Why move to America when I already live in the home of such culinary delights as haggis, stovies, tablet and the famed deep fried mars bar (never seen one, mind, but I'm told they do exist)?Mum of All Trades - thanks! Made me smile too when I thought of it, hence the post!Angels and Urchins - interesting. Which one is it? I'm sort of hoping that my fourth will be more compliant, but maybe that's overly optimistic. The thing is though, that I can take your upbringing point one further - my fussiest is definitely S, my most omnivorous is A. Not only have they had exactly the same upbringing, they're identical twins. Go figure...Pants - you have though inspired me to have a bit of Elvis every now and then with our supper... (when I'm not shouting "just stop talking and eat up!" that is)Expat Mum - when? Just tell me when?! (and if the answer is "in their teens" I'm not listening. La la la.Emily - I did think about putting a totally separate circle in the bottom corner somewhere for M, but I was too exhausted by the technological effort to get that far. Poor M though seriously isn't going to have a choice about what he eats... (or anything else, I fear!)
Really funny! I have teenagers and it hasn't changed much from this diagram!!
Stovies. I'd forgotten about stovies. Yum.
Iota - I've never had them, can't say they appeal...And Redwood Photography - you're not supposed to say that! You're supposed to say they grow out of it by the time they're five or something...
Apparently Hugh FW existed on fish fingers until he was five - or so I've been told...
I know. I'm sorry. I hate these word recognition, are you a robot, guff things too, but having just got rid of a large number of ungrammatical and poorly spelt adverts for all sorts of things I don't want, and especially don't want on my blog, I'm hoping that this will mean that only lovely people, of the actually a person variety, will comment.So please do. Comments are great...