Kairo and Kalel have pushed me to my limit with food. These picky eaters have recently started turning down everything in front of them. Kairo is eating so little that there are only three meals that I can feed him.
- Oatmeal and blueberries (with maple syrup)
- Banana Mac (see hood recipe here)
- And spaghetti
We have gotten to the point that he will reject anything that I put in front of him, besides these three items. The Shinigami inside of me has just gone full Hollow. No mas.
Before Kairo turned one, he ate a “wide” variety of foods.
- Veggies: Squash, sweet potato, and corn
- Fruits: Banana (though it made his poop rock solid), strawberries, blueberries, apples, peaches, nectarines, watermelons, cantelopes, and honeydew melon.
- Fruit/Veggie hybrids: Avacado and tomatoes
- Dairy: Cheese and milk (right when he turned one)
- Macoroni and cheese
- Fishsticks (never really liked them but could tolerate them)
- Water (if it goes in his belly, I count it)
Everything is bold is what he will no longer allow near him. He tries the underlined words occasionally, but only if he chooses. ONLY IF THE PHARAOH CHOOSES.
Kalel was someone that always consumed everything including the finger that you served with it. Now, he watches big brother (click here to read why) to determine whether their manservant’s meal is acceptable. As Kairo shouts, “I don’t want to eat it. I don’t want to eat. No. I don’t want this. No!” Kalel nods in agreement and gazes at his food, salivating. Thanks to our stern leader, I now have two picky eaters, though one is truly reluctant.
I can see the truth in Kalel’s eyes. He wants to dig in. He would love to try new food.
Kali: If big bro is resistent, I must stay strong. Vive la résistance!
Today, I had enough. Daddy called on the name of his Zanpakutō and started serving meals to everyone.
Kairo: I don’t want it.
Daddy: It’s like Banana Mac. That’s just a different pasta.
Kairo: I don’t want to eat it. I don’t want it!
Daddy: That’s fine, but you have to sit there for ten minutes. Then, you can go starve.
Kairo: I don’t want to sit. I want to stand. Daddy (stands slowly) I want to stand.
Daddy: Sit down.
Kairo: (Super Saiyan Kairo) Eeeeeeeeee!
Daddy-san: (calmly grimicing) Sit down.
Kairo: (Sits and speaks softly) Daddy…
All the while, Kalel keeps checking to see if Daddy has lost it. He hits me with a sweet, “Hi, Daddy.” I respond playfully, but flash my Hollow Form at Kairo, so he knows I mean it.
Kalel ate half of his food and Kairo later returned to do the same saying, “Umm, Daddy. I like it!”
I must admit, Kairo put up a better fight for dinner.
Moral of the story
Mom can’t save them for lunch.
Picky Eaters: 1097