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    To fry or not to fry

    October 31, 2005

    I was quite the picky eater growing up. Canvas the extended family and you will find that every relative remembers the same scenario at every family party. Me and rolls and chips. I guess it was the rare situation when my mother just let me eat what I wanted.

    So now the fight begins about what the Boo can and cannot eat. His father has been begging me for weeks now–“he NEEDS french fries.” Yeah, like he needs a hole in his head. Then we’ll become the people who take their kid to dinner and order a side of fries to go with our Dungeness Crab or our Alaskan Sockeye.

    You know those people whose kids only eat french fries. Occasionally they’ll eat a sugar-coated cereal for breakfast, but the mother spends twice a day in the McDonald’s drive thru. I can’t do it.

    My fear is being that mother. I mean, it’s a slippery slope. First it is a french fry for dinner and then the kid is mainlining waffle fries, steak fries, shoelace fries. I’ll go up to his crib in the night to check on him and there will be a mound of french fries in that corner that he hoarded in his little chipmunk cheeks until he was able to free his stash (presumably for a late night snack).

    This weekend the kid had his first fry. He also had his first asparagus. His reaction to each could have been interchangable. Mild interest.

    There is a God and He loves me.

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    4 Comments »

    1. amy says:

      Yeah, but who wants to change asparagus diapers?

      October 31st, 2005 at 6:49 pm

    2. momma of 2 says:

      Oh an occasional fry isn’t going to kill em – it’s the fries three times a day, 7 days a week/month/year – you know what I mean….

      Big Guy didn’t get a french fry that I know of until Baby Girl was born (27 months old…) Yes, I am a bad parent. Baby Girl had one at 8 month..grabbed it from Big Guy.

      October 31st, 2005 at 7:21 pm

    3. Marel Lecone says:

      You’re talking about me again, are you? heehee 🙂

      October 31st, 2005 at 8:57 pm

    4. Amy says:

      My daughter started calling them Grut Gries….she loves them. Everytime we got by the golden arches she says, ‘Uh….grut gries?”

      Yeah….at least I live in east bum f*** where there are hardly any places to get them!!

      November 1st, 2005 at 7:57 am

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