{"id":3041,"date":"2018-04-12T12:18:36","date_gmt":"2018-04-12T19:18:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/?p=3041"},"modified":"2018-04-12T12:18:36","modified_gmt":"2018-04-12T19:18:36","slug":"kids-are-weird","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/kids-are-weird\/","title":{"rendered":"kids are weird"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>so, i&#8217;m a part-time part-parent to three kids these days.<\/p>\n<p>my boyfriend, Brad, has three kids who are 10-, 8- and 6-years-old, who live with us for a certain percentage of each week.\u00a0 while i never set out to be anyone&#8217;s parental figure, i always kind of thought i&#8217;d make a pretty okay step-mom, if i ever were to meet a man who had already procreated.\u00a0 Brad and the kids, luckily, seem to agree, for the most part.<\/p>\n<p>most of the time, it&#8217;s a pretty fun adventure. i got to skip diapers and they can all feed, dress and bathe themselves (with enough cajoling).\u00a0 they can communicate in mostly-full sentences and they can comply with most simple directions without assistance (with enough cajoling).\u00a0 i feel like this was a pretty great age to start a family &#8212; not <em>my<\/em> age, i think i&#8217;m <em>way<\/em> too old to suddenly have kids, honestly; but, their age.\u00a0 they&#8217;re fun and mostly autonomous (with enough cajoling).\u00a0 it&#8217;s kinda cool and takes a lot of the pressure off.<\/p>\n<p>but, what i just can&#8217;t get my head around is food.\u00a0 trying to feed these three kids is a Herculean task!\u00a0 why, you ask?\u00a0 well, let me point-form it for you:<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>first, just getting three kids to sit at the table for however it long it takes the slowest eater to finish their meal is a trial. i&#8217;d like to invest in a seat restraint system to keep their butts in their chairs, but i think that might be frowned upon.<\/li>\n<li>that&#8217;s if you can find a meal all of the kids will eat; because:\n<ul>\n<li>one kid hates potatoes<\/li>\n<li>two kids hate rice &#8212; unless it&#8217;s in an avocado or cucumber roll<\/li>\n<li>one kid hates tomatoes<\/li>\n<li>one kid hates bacon &#8212; BACON?!<\/li>\n<li>one kid hates lettuce<\/li>\n<li>two kids hate cheese &#8212; unless it&#8217;s on pizza<\/li>\n<li>two kids refuse to eat chicken &#8212; INCLUDING CHICKEN FINGERS!<\/li>\n<li>one kid refuses to eat fish &#8212; INCLUDING FISH STICKS!<\/li>\n<li>one kid will only eat spaghetti-shaped pasta<\/li>\n<li>one kid hates ketchup<\/li>\n<li>one kid hates mustard<\/li>\n<li>all kids hate mushrooms<\/li>\n<li>one kid only likes Freshslice pizza<\/li>\n<li>one kid only likes Panago pizza<\/li>\n<li>they&#8217;ve never had chinese food, but refuse to try anything new, so&#8230;<\/li>\n<li>Brad can&#8217;t eat dairy of any kind (which just limits our meal options another level)<\/li>\n<li>none of the kids like McDonald&#8217;s &#8212; WELCOME TO THE TWILIGHT ZONE<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<\/li>\n<li>for the most part, the kids don&#8217;t know how to use cutlery properly &#8212; trying to get them to use a knife and fork to cut anything without it turning into a temper tantrum is futile.\u00a0 despite how many times i try to tell them, they consider everything finger food.<\/li>\n<li>but! one kid freaks out if his hands get dirty\/sticky &#8212; YOU SEE\u00a0THE PROBLEM HERE, RIGHT?!<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p>so, yeah.\u00a0 <em>sigh.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>i mean, i was &#8211; ahem, <em>am &#8211;<\/em>\u00a0a picky eater, but i think it&#8217;s just easier to handle with one kid.\u00a0 multiplying it by three and adding in all the different combinations of dislike makes trying to plan healthy, well-balanced meals a Mensa-level mind-bender.<\/p>\n<p>we have a regular schedule of Taco Wednesdays and Spaghetti Sundays, but the other couple nights a week we need to feed them are utterly frustrating. i don&#8217;t want to serve them ground beef-based things multiple nights in a row, but if that&#8217;s the only thing they&#8217;ll eat, what else can we do?<\/p>\n<p>so, we add in sloppy joes and Brad&#8217;s version of Hungarian Goulash.\u00a0 sometimes we can cook them ribs, but that&#8217;s starting to out of favour, just like hamburgers and hot dogs did.\u00a0 shepherd&#8217;s pie is a no-go because of the potatoes.\u00a0 cabbage roll casserole is a no-go because of the rice.\u00a0 mac &amp; cheese is out because of the dairy and pasta shape restriction. they won&#8217;t eat sandwich meat, so there&#8217;s no sandwiches.\u00a0 they can&#8217;t cut up a sliced roast if it&#8217;s on their plate, so we don&#8217;t do that (besides, what&#8217;s the point of a roast if you can&#8217;t serve it with potatoes or rice?).<\/p>\n<p>we have a three-bite rule for new foods, but even that doesn&#8217;t work sometimes.\u00a0 we&#8217;re also pretty solid about no dessert if they don&#8217;t eat their whole dinner, especially if it&#8217;s something they&#8217;ve successfully eaten before; but, even that doesn&#8217;t work if one or more of them is feeling particularly ornery\u00a0 that evening.\u00a0 so we tell them &#8220;don&#8217;t worry kids, if you don&#8217;t want to finish your dinner, it&#8217;ll be waiting for your bedtime snack&#8221;.\u00a0 you can imagine how well that goes over.<\/p>\n<p>googling &#8220;kid-friendly dinner ideas&#8221; comes back with all these cheesy, creamy, breaded things that any combination of the five us can&#8217;t or won&#8217;t eat.\u00a0 i don&#8217;t know what to do anymore, really.<\/p>\n<p>it&#8217;s not all bad, though.\u00a0 they like most vegetables, even if preferably raw. so, the chances of them getting scurvy are low, at least.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>so, i&#8217;m a part-time part-parent to three kids these days. my boyfriend, Brad, has three kids who are 10-, 8- and 6-years-old, who live with us for a certain percentage of each week.\u00a0 while i never set out to be anyone&#8217;s parental figure, i always kind of thought i&#8217;d make a pretty okay step-mom, if <span class=\"ellipsis\">&hellip;<\/span> <span class=\"more-link-wrap\"><a href=\"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/kids-are-weird\/\" class=\"more-link\"><span>Read More &rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9,18,7,2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3041","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-food","category-parenting","category-self-indulgence","category-words"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3041","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3041"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3041\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3042,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3041\/revisions\/3042"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3041"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3041"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3041"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}