Phew. School has started again. This means that all the other extra curricular activities have started as well. I'm not so naive has to think that others aren't going through the same type of thing, especially if you have kids.
Chickie goes to dance 4 nights a week. Soon, Meelie will be starting gymnastics, which, if you have read my blog at all, scares me more than you know. And then there are the choir practices and the band practices after school, and orthodontics appointments, and my job, and, homework, and book reports and science projects, and look! My head just exploded! Could I sound any more whiny and pathetic? Trust me, I could, but I am holding back.
Dinner has become something of an Olympic feat, trying to fit it into the schedule. Feed this one here, then the other one here, and make sure this one has "dinner" to take to dance, so she has something to eat between the two classes. It's interesting, but it can be done. Over the holidays, I planned things out to make it a little easier. I do some cooking over the weekend, as well as extra during the week, so sometimes I just have to warm up a meal, and we're ready.
This is where the "Oh my gosh I am a snob and look at what I have been missing" comes in. We went to Walmart to do our weekly grocery shopping yesterday. There is something about doing it in the morning, when everyone else is at work, that just smacks of ecstasy because there are no crowds, or lines, or screaming babies!
They always have Mrs. Sample Lady, and this time, she was giving out Stouffer's Lasagna with Meat Sauce. Meelie went for it, without even blinking. I'm not sure, but I think she inhaled the sample without swallowing.
I don't know if I have ever mentioned this but Chickie is an extremely picky eater. When we have spaghetti, she just eats the noodles with butter and Parmesan Cheese. She doesn't like hamburgers, and the only vegetables she will eat without me force feeding her are carrots and corn. She can spot an onion from a mile away. You get the picture. Even with these habits, she is a healthy and growing child. Ahem. She is 12. She is taller than me. I am 5'7", so I am not short. I have threatened her with grounding if she grows anymore, but that doesn't help. The child has no respect for me, I tell you.
The point is, she wasn't going to try the lasagna. Then she snuck a noodle from Meelie's sample (probably because Meelie told her she was a chicken) and proclaimed "hey, this is really good!" I looked closely at her, trying to tell if she was saying that to please me or if she really meant it. I told her to go take a sample, and eat the whole thing without gagging once. And she did. She went the way of her sister. SLUUURRRPPPP!
I have always made my own lasagna. Lasagna that was not enjoyed by Chickie. She would eat her small helping, taking about an hour to finish it and then ask for some yogurt. Given that I have a rule that you don't have to enjoy it, you just have to try it, I would get her some yogurt, and maybe make her a sandwich or something. Frozen Lasagna? Surely, you must be joking. Bah...that frozen stuff would NEVER enter my house.
But what did I do? I went ahead and bought the family size, frozen Stouffer's Lasagna with Meat Sauce for dinner that night. I was so excited that Chickie liked it. Do you remember the Life cereal commercials? "He likes, it! Hey Mikie! You really like it!" I may start addressing Chickie as Mikie from now on.
We had lasagna last night, and she loved it! (she really loved it!) So, being the nutritionally conscious mother that I am asked Chickie, "would you like a little salad to go with that?"
She looked at me as if I was perhaps, the stupidest thing since chocolate covered pickles, and said "don't push it Mom."
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I can relate to your post.
Lets see, robotics, taxidermy, speech,piano,band, basketball, hockey,year book commitee, just to mention a few of the after school activities going on here.
We are in a real struggle getting the little one to eat. It is mostly a power struggle though. If I want to her to eat she does not want to and when I have everything cleaned up and put away then she wants to eat...just a big arghhhhh on the eating subject.
LOL at the pushing the salad response...
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Posted by: Raggedy at January 9, 2007 7:43 PM
I was there (at dinner time). I saw it. I marvelled.
The sky shook, clouds scattered from the epicenter, there was thunder, and lightning. The sun stopped in it's course, and reversed, from West to East.
The ground cracked, dogs ran in circles and howled, and the littlest fishies quivered in their bowls (and their bowels too, for all I know!).
Chickie ate lasagna, that has the dreaded Red Sauce in it.
It is the most frightening Eigth Wonder of the World that I've ever seen.
Did I mention that the ground shuddered and cracked open, and that the Demons Of Yore popped out, and promptly fainted dead away?
"Chickie ate, and liked, lasagna!"
I think I still have the vapors......
Posted by: Himself at January 9, 2007 10:34 PM
so maybe next time you can fix your homemade version and slip it past her......
lotsa luck on the start of "the deluge" - school & stuff. having been there and done that I can commiserate from a comfortable distance being glad to be shut of it! I just have to provide the bottomless wallet for mine now.
Posted by: bob at January 10, 2007 8:52 AM
Stouffer's Lasagna is surprisingly good... and I love Chickie's response. How 12-year-oldish... lol
Posted by: Judy at January 10, 2007 7:43 PM
Result!
Hmm yeah been there done that wait till she gets older, Im pickyish when it comes to food but then again that's for whole other reasons...
Yeah it's nice to get them out from your feet during the day to have work to go back to and erm "relax" at.....
Posted by: Gopher at January 12, 2007 1:58 AM
