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I Need Psychic Powers to Feed My Three Year old

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I just need psychic powers to feed my three year old. That’s It. No big deal.

I Just Need Psychic Powers. Then It Would Be EASY!
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You see, we were doing our usual tango at lunch time. Me, trying to guess what might make the 3 year old happy in the moment, while he quickly refused anything logical.

He asked for a napkin, and I dared to give him a paper towel instead, which led to a melt down because one cannot possibly wipe their tiny digits on a paper towel instead of a napkin. That’s just ludicrous.

Then we did the usual argument about how he can’t eat his food because it’s too hot and he spent 10 minutes crying about the fact that his food was too hot, and I spent 10 minutes trying to convince him to take another bite, because, well, it had been 10 minutes and that food was definitely not hot anymore.

And, after that there was the straw debacle where I handed him the wrong colored straw, because heaven forbid he drink out of a straw with a green stripe instead of a blue one.

And, after that, he cried because something “looked yucky” and he didn’t know what to do with it because it was on his fork, and it certainly wasn’t going in his mouth, and please for the love mom, do something about this totally normal food that looks slightly weird, because I’m three. 

And, meanwhile, my 6 year old was scarfing down giant sized portions of food because he’s my favorite.

And, then we had the catastrophe of the minuscule onion that was mixed into his pasta sauce and he detected on his tiny miniature sized 3 year old tongue like he was a professional wine taster or something. Gagging started.

And, when he refused to eat anymore because of things looking yucky, and imagined food temperatures I may have accidentally straight up lost it because food is essential for life, and I want my kid to live, and apparently, that is not a high priority for him.

So, I did what any sane mom would do and declared to “just get down then and don’t eat then!” and he threw himself on on the floor in a heap, and I thought to myself, “If only I was Sylvia Browne.”

You remember her, right? Montel Williams? It always went something like this:

Audience Member: We lost our dear daughter and we just want to know how she died.

Sylvia: Well, I’m sensing that there was a man in her life…with the letter B.

Audience Member: You mean, Bob?

Sylvia: Yes, Bob. He was involved.

Audience Member: But, Bob was her pet chihuahua.

Sylvia: Well, Bob saw who was involved.

Audience Member: …

Sylvia: You see, there was this other man there. And, Bob saw it all.

Audience Member: …But, Bob died 3 years ago.

Sylvia: Exactly.

Audience Member: Thank you so much. All our questions are answered.

You see, if I was a psychic, there would be no games. I could figure it out. SO easy.

Because every meal, I approach with optimism, and end it looking like my head just spun around three times like something out of the exorcist. Because meal time is supposed to be fun, and nourishing, and full of cute characters we carve out of cheese, and other warm fuzzies. Except when it’s not. And, we cry in the bathroom to avoid running away forever.

Feeding a three year old is no freaking joke. A typical meal goes something like this:

Me: Time for lunch!

3yo: Yay! I’m hungry.

Me:  How about a bagel and cre

3yo: Interrupting, Yeah!! Bagel and cream cheese!!

Me: Hands him a bagel and cream cheese.

3yo: Takes three bites, I don’t like it.

Me: But, you said you wanted a bagel.

3yo: I don’t want a bagel.

Me: So what do you want? A waffle? Noodles? Nuggets? Hot Dog?

3yo: I want a bagel sandwich.

Me: What’s a bagel sandwich?

3yo: I WANT A BAGEL SANDWICH!

Me: But, you have a bagel. I don’t understand.

3yo: I want cheese.

Me: You want cheese on your bagel with cream cheese?

3yo: Yes.

Me: Hands him a slice of cheese, Is that a bagel sandwich?

3yo: No.

Me: Will you please just eat your bagel?

3yo: But, I don’t want a bagel!! (now crying)

Me: Sorry, I’m not making you a sandwich. You can eat what I made you. You told me you wanted a bagel!

3yo: But, I want a bagel sandwich. (Sobbing)

Me: I don’t know what that is!!!

3yo: ….crying…

Me: Will you just please eat!?

3yo: …crying…

Me: Sigh. OK. Fine. I’ll make you a sandwich.

3yo: NO! I don’t want a sandwich.

Me: Here! (puts two pieces of bagel together) Is that what you want?

3yo: sniff. Yeah.

Me: ….

3yo: Eats entire bagel in 5 seconds.

Me: …

3yo: I want a waffle.

Psychic powers. That’s what I need. Because, sometimes I feel like I’d rather die a million deaths than try to figure out what the 3yo wants for another meal. And, now I need a nap.


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  1. Janine Huldie says

    February 27, 2015 at 8:41 am

    I am right there with you and usually it is my 4 year old. I swear one day she cried because the peanut butter wasn’t up. I couldn’t figure out what she was talking about until it dawned on me that my mom gave her a peanut butter sandwich the day before for lunch. So, I had to ask my mom, who told me she had made sure to make the peanut butter be on clumpy not smooth. I kind you not! And all the while my 3 year old was hysterical and losing her mind over this. Fun times – NOT!

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    • Meredith says

      February 27, 2015 at 5:51 pm

      haha! That’s a fantastic story that made me laugh. Thanks for making me feel less alone in my pain!

      Reply
  2. Jessie says

    February 27, 2015 at 12:42 pm

    That would be a fantastic use of psychic powers!

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    • Meredith says

      February 27, 2015 at 5:51 pm

      Yes it would! 🙂

      Reply
  3. Lisa @ The Golden Spoons says

    February 27, 2015 at 5:40 pm

    Amen! I feel this way about my 7 year old. She is so dang picky! And, she will like something for a couple weeks and eat it so much (because her/my options are so limited) that she then decides she doesn’t like it anymore. I pack her lunchbox for school everyday and so tired of half of it coming back untouched. I am so exasperated with it!

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    • Meredith says

      February 27, 2015 at 5:51 pm

      Oh man. I feel your pain on that one. My oldest virtually stopped eating lunch at school, too. Now I let her buy but I hate that I don’t know if she’s eating. And trust me, the kid needs to eat!

      Reply
  4. Wendy says

    February 27, 2015 at 5:41 pm

    This is exactly my house every damn day. Except he’s 8! The two year old is MUCH easier to feed (although he does care about things like stripes on straws!).

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    • Meredith says

      February 27, 2015 at 5:50 pm

      I’m sorry for your pain. I have a feeling that the 3yo will still have these problems when he’s 8 too because he’s the baby and I kind of let him get away with murder. 🙂

      Reply
  5. Kristen says

    February 27, 2015 at 5:47 pm

    welcome to my world! THREENAGER!

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    • Meredith says

      February 27, 2015 at 5:49 pm

      So sad, but true. I pray that I can survive the last year of having a 3yo in the house. 🙂

      Reply
  6. Rivki Silver says

    March 1, 2015 at 6:07 pm

    Oh yeah, I can completely relate! My daughter will be three in a couple months, and right now everything is “NO!” and then, about two seconds later “I want it!!!” So it makes it a little easy, actually, because I just assume no always means yes, and I just have to be a little patient about it. But sometimes she does the indecipherable/hysterical crying for something and then I just have to give up.

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  7. Tania says

    March 2, 2015 at 6:34 am

    I totally feel your pain. My four year old does that too. I am dreading that I will need to figure out lunches to send to school, come September. Just this morning she cried because she didn’t want cereal, and when I told her to eat it, she then said it was too much. I took some out and she cried that she didn’t have enough. Psychic powers? Yes please!

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    • Meredith says

      March 2, 2015 at 7:56 am

      Wouldn’t it be SO nice? Ugh. Yeah, school lunches are the worst. Just be prepared to possibly still have to feed an entire meal when she gets home. :/

      Reply
  8. Tarana says

    March 18, 2015 at 11:18 pm

    I feel your pain! Happens to us every single time too.

    Reply
  9. Jhanis says

    March 19, 2015 at 3:44 am

    Story of my life! Plus running after the 4 yo every meal time! And on “awesome” days, she will not eat because there’s no banana. This happens when we have none in the house. Tsk.

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