It's bad enough when they have allergies. But to have them open the refrigerator, look in and say, "Yuck. Do I have to eat this stuff?" Things like that make me go a bit bananas.
"Child, if you are really hungry, content yourself with what we have." I think back to the days where I didn't have. How can this box filled with more than I had available at their age not have something appealing? It baffles me. Then I remember...there were times I felt the same and still do. Something inside you needs something to fill it. Often it is just a hug, a reassuring word, maybe going out and playing. Sometimes, it truly is hungry and has something specific it needs.
So, my tone softens. "What is it you want, darling?" I brace myself. Dangerous question. Often followed by ice cream, soda, pizza, or something that is not so nutritious.
"I really want olives, avocado, and applesauce." Did I hear correctly? I ask again. Same reply. A smile crosses my face. A run to my child. Lift him up. Give him a hug and kiss. And say, "Good choice. Want to help me put it together?"
Sometimes momma is caught by surprise. Next thing you know, momma smiles and I think my little boy did too.