Lucas has decided that his wide variety of foods is now going to be limited to some fruit, chicken covered in breading, carbs and chocolate. No fish, no veggies, no sandwiches. I hate dinner time-it is a battle of wills between Marc and Lucas that leaves one of us screeching, one of us yelling and me in silent frustration. Last night Lucas didn't touch any of his dinner-spent the whole time complaining about the strap on his booster chair. We told him no TV, no other food until he tried dinner. Well, he finally did, at 9:15pm. And he only ate the roast beef-no gratin potatoes and no carrots.
I know that some kids go through this as toddlers but I miss the days when he would eat almost anything. The other day Marc gave him four things for lunch. Lucas didn't eat much of any of it. I told Marc if we didn't give him so many options, he would eat some of the food. Marc didn't seem to agree with me-surprise, surprise.
Lucas did want to try a tomato the other night-he rubbed it on his tongue, told me it was cold and then said he didn't like it. At least he will sometimes ask to try things, even if he doesn't eat them.
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