tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319458572799914437.post3713484125505096555..comments2023-10-25T15:48:00.022+01:00Comments on WAHM-BAM!: Food snobberyCoding Mamma (Tasha)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17374751246656722167noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319458572799914437.post-26253591659741723662009-01-27T21:37:00.000+00:002009-01-27T21:37:00.000+00:00I love the weird things word verification comes up...I love the weird things word verification comes up with!Coding Mamma (Tasha)https://www.blogger.com/profile/17374751246656722167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319458572799914437.post-54706568790097895062009-01-27T02:16:00.001+00:002009-01-27T02:16:00.001+00:00Ha ha ha. My word verification was cakevvyerHa ha ha. My word verification was cakevvyerIota https://www.blogger.com/profile/08507184283437057648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319458572799914437.post-26570068099180379812009-01-27T02:16:00.000+00:002009-01-27T02:16:00.000+00:00Take your smugness where you can. Salad-eating chi...Take your smugness where you can. Salad-eating children are precious and rare.Iota https://www.blogger.com/profile/08507184283437057648noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319458572799914437.post-26757974035312451832009-01-26T23:28:00.000+00:002009-01-26T23:28:00.000+00:00HOM: On the day R refuses a chip, I think I will g...HOM: On the day R refuses a chip, I think I will go out and buy a £100 bottle of champagne. One of our lazy meals is eggs, chips and beans, but we've had to change it jacket potato, eggs and beans because, even though she loves eggs and beans, they will not get a look-in when there are chips on her plate - or on anyone else's. She does love brocolli, though. We did baby-led weaning with her and it was one of the first things she ate properly. <BR/><BR/>Empty Jam: Good for him. I remember being thoroughly shocked when R went for triple jab and they asked if it was OK to offer her a piece of chocolate as a reward. Chocolate?! She didn't know it existed, and I was hoping to keep that up until she was at least 12. <BR/><BR/>We did have that discussion, yes. In fact, I remember when I came close to calling off our engagement because C told me that (1) we would be getting married in a church and (2) our children would be given meat until they could decide for themselves. But we compromised. We got married in a registry office and R is offered meat and fish and will decide for herself. (Which, actually, when I thought about it a bit, is a good thing.) She does have a tendency to want what I'm eating, though, which makes me feel equally smug and sorry for C. <BR/><BR/>Caren: I'm sure our time will come. I have a (vegetarian) cousin, who wouldn't touch any vegetables until he was about 20. How he survived, I really don't know!Coding Mamma (Tasha)https://www.blogger.com/profile/17374751246656722167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319458572799914437.post-53104432265586823362009-01-26T22:45:00.000+00:002009-01-26T22:45:00.000+00:00You guys are so lucky! When presented with anythin...You guys are so lucky! When presented with anything green my teenager announces he's not a rabbit. At McDonalds he's the customer from hell who screws up the system by asking for a hamburger without the bits. Bits being everything except bread, meat and sauce.Caren Kennedyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06566471095886282780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319458572799914437.post-64055592184240378712009-01-26T21:17:00.000+00:002009-01-26T21:17:00.000+00:00LOL we're so easily pleased, aren't we? At the ha...LOL we're so easily pleased, aren't we? At the hairdressers recently, my 2 year old shunned a lollipop and asked if they had any cucumber (a recent, and slightly disturbing phase).<BR/><BR/>Is R's father a meat-eater, then? Did you have a discussion about whether to introduce R to meat?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7319458572799914437.post-20612757786498962292009-01-26T18:52:00.000+00:002009-01-26T18:52:00.000+00:00I know how you feel about the delight that comes w...I know how you feel about the delight that comes with them eatng salad. It's like when my 3 year old says: please can I have some more broccoli, I don't want to eat the chips - my heart gets all warm and fuzzy. It's the little things that keep mothers going.Home Office Mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18248456622235889204noreply@blogger.com