Just as my sisters and I rebelled against my mother's attempts to substitute carob for chocolate, so too has the Bean begun to voice her preferences in the kitchen. On more stubborn weeks lately, she shows disdain for nearly everything served save for bread and cheese, though she gets everything else on her plate and fulfills the basic request for a bite. Then, suddenly, even the bread was up for debate:
"I don't like this bread. I want the bread I have at (friend's) house. The LIGHT bread."
(What I said a few weeks ago:) "This is the kind of bread we have at our house."
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More recently:
(Adamantly:) "I don't like this bread! I don't like this vegetable bread!" It was sprouted bread she spoke of.
Me: (Sigh.)
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I decided that perhaps compromise was called for. Though I can be relaxed about what we eat while out and about, I am as tough about it at home (the food you eat regularly enough to make up for the OTHER STUFF) as my mother, who inspired my father's church friends to warn him once, "Don't tell Patti that you ate that!" I had heard about some "white whole-wheat" breads out there and we found one at WF.
Now everyone is...um, well, at least everyone is eating.
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This happens here too. One week I buy one bread, the next a different one. And then I hear..I want the bread from last week.. Sorry, this is all we have, or how about we put more butter on it..(or something to make it more enticing.)
Sometimes we have one kind etc. or..well, that is what they eat but we eat this..especially if it is something he has eaten before. I truly don't believe that they really don't like it if they have eaten it before.
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