When grown men require spoon feeding

by Katie on July 14, 2011

Not literally.

Just a little push in the right direction when it comes to fruits and vegetables.

Don’t get me wrong, Brandon is fantastic about eating all sorts of them.

If they are rinsed, cut up, peeled (if applicable) and sitting on a plate in front of him. With ranch dressing, if we’re talking about a raw vegetable here.

Example A

A couple months ago, I ran into his grandma’s house to throw together a lunch for him.

“Will he eat this apple*?” she asked. [*I don’t remember what fruit it was exactly, we’re just calling it an apple.]

“If it’s cut up and sitting in front of him,” I replied.

She snickered some and said his grandpa was much the same way about eating fruit. But sure enough, we cut it up where all he had to do was pop a bite-size portion into his mouth and enjoy, and he consumed the entire thing. Had I handed him a whole apple, however, he would have looked at me like I was crazy.

Example B

We’ve had two oranges and a kiwi sitting in the middle of our kitchen for two weeks. Last night, I was making halibut for supper, and needed a couple of orange slices on top. So I cut two slices out of the middle of the orange, and left the remaining two halves on the counter.

Brandon walked in a couple minutes later, and asked if I could peel one half for him to eat because his hands were really dirty. I obliged and he scarfed the whole thing down in two bites before going back outside to finish working on whatever it was that had gotten his hands dirty.

Seeing an opportunity here, I peeled and separated the remaining half. Then I remembered the kiwi. I peeled it, sliced it, and added it to a little bowl with the orange.

He dove into his little fruit snack when he came back inside. The same orange and kiwi that had lived in our house for two weeks, mind you.

Carrots and cucumbers? Same thing. Must be cut and sitting next to ranch dressing. If you just leave a handful of baby carrots out, and forget to place a serving of ranch right next to them, the carrots will remain there untouched indefinitely.

Why do I care, you ask?

Because when we’re both in our sixties he’s in his sixties and I’m in my fifties, I don’t want to be reaping the repercussions of anyone in our house not having a semi-balanced diet. And by balanced, I mean eat your carrot sticks, then have a bowl of ice cream.

By all means, there will be ice cream.


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