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Lying to your kids Sometimes a little white lie goes a long way!
The other day my wife cooked Polish Kielbasa with sauerkraut for dinner. My kids sneer at unfamiliar foods. Try to give them anything different and it's as if we'd placed a plate of dog poop in front of them. My littlest one is especially finicky about eating foods that don't "look" right. He saw me cutting a pineapple once and refuses to eat pineapple (fresh or canned) because it's "gross". Back to the kielbasa...cut to the dinner table with junior (the littlest one) having come down to the dinner table first; jr: "Eww! I don't want that." mom: "Taste it...it's good!" jr: "What is it?" mom: "Just taste it and stop asking questions!" junior takes a cautious nibble jr: "Hmmm...this tastes a little like bacon." mom: "That's because it IS bacon!" jr. "But why is it round?" mom: "Because it's Canadian bacon!" jr: "O-oh!" Junior devours his first piece and runs upstairs to tell his older brother & sister; "Hey guys! I just had Canadian bacon!" Bro' & Sis'; "Canadian bacon!?!? Yummy! I want some!" And the rest is dinner history. The kids can't wait for mom to cook Canadian bacon for dinner again! ...although they didn't touch the sauerkraut. By St. Boogar and all the saints at the backside door of Purgatory! | |
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That's going to be a great story to tell them when they're older. | |
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applekisses said: That's going to be a great story to tell them when they're older.
By St. Boogar and all the saints at the backside door of Purgatory! | |
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PurpleJedi said: Sometimes a little white lie goes a long way!
The other day my wife cooked Polish Kielbasa with sauerkraut for dinner. My kids sneer at unfamiliar foods. Try to give them anything different and it's as if we'd placed a plate of dog poop in front of them. My littlest one is especially finicky about eating foods that don't "look" right. He saw me cutting a pineapple once and refuses to eat pineapple (fresh or canned) because it's "gross". Back to the kielbasa...cut to the dinner table with junior (the littlest one) having come down to the dinner table first; jr: "Eww! I don't want that." mom: "Taste it...it's good!" jr: "What is it?" mom: "Just taste it and stop asking questions!" junior takes a cautious nibble jr: "Hmmm...this tastes a little like bacon." mom: "That's because it IS bacon!" jr. "But why is it round?" mom: "Because it's Canadian bacon!" jr: "O-oh!" Junior devours his first piece and runs upstairs to tell his older brother & sister; "Hey guys! I just had Canadian bacon!" Bro' & Sis'; "Canadian bacon!?!? Yummy! I want some!" And the rest is dinner history. The kids can't wait for mom to cook Canadian bacon for dinner again! ...although they didn't touch the sauerkraut. I truly understand. In my house it is eat it or else. The death and dismemberment plan. (I think that is how you spell it.) The one thing I will not force my child to eat would be okra and chitlins. That is an acquired taste. Whenever my mom would cook boiled okra I would go get her belt and give it to her. I would sit at the table and wait patiently until she would finish eating and take my beating. I would not eat boiled boogers for nothing. Wanted: Virtual Sugar Daddy to help me buy stuff on Farmville and move up the ranks. Use of Viagra not authorized. Get your two minutes and go! | |
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ShySlantedEye1 said: I truly understand. In my house it is eat it or else. The death and dismemberment plan. (I think that is how you spell it.) The one thing I will not force my child to eat would be okra and chitlins. That is an acquired taste. Whenever my mom would cook boiled okra I would go get her belt and give it to her. I would sit at the table and wait patiently until she would finish eating and take my beating. I would not eat boiled boogers for nothing. My mom cooked okra occassionally, but she knew better than to feed it to me. I was a very, very finicky eater. When I was 5 years old, I actually drew a picture of how I wanted my beans cooked and posted it next to the stove. (She still reminds me of it.) By St. Boogar and all the saints at the backside door of Purgatory! | |
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PurpleJedi said: ShySlantedEye1 said: I truly understand. In my house it is eat it or else. The death and dismemberment plan. (I think that is how you spell it.) The one thing I will not force my child to eat would be okra and chitlins. That is an acquired taste. Whenever my mom would cook boiled okra I would go get her belt and give it to her. I would sit at the table and wait patiently until she would finish eating and take my beating. I would not eat boiled boogers for nothing. My mom cooked okra occassionally, but she knew better than to feed it to me. I was a very, very finicky eater. When I was 5 years old, I actually drew a picture of how I wanted my beans cooked and posted it next to the stove. (She still reminds me of it.) I would have been on punishment for months behind that one! Wanted: Virtual Sugar Daddy to help me buy stuff on Farmville and move up the ranks. Use of Viagra not authorized. Get your two minutes and go! | |
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PurpleJedi said: Sometimes a little white lie goes a long way!
The other day my wife cooked Polish Kielbasa with sauerkraut for dinner. My kids sneer at unfamiliar foods. Try to give them anything different and it's as if we'd placed a plate of dog poop in front of them. My littlest one is especially finicky about eating foods that don't "look" right. He saw me cutting a pineapple once and refuses to eat pineapple (fresh or canned) because it's "gross". Back to the kielbasa...cut to the dinner table with junior (the littlest one) having come down to the dinner table first; jr: "Eww! I don't want that." mom: "Taste it...it's good!" jr: "What is it?" mom: "Just taste it and stop asking questions!" junior takes a cautious nibble jr: "Hmmm...this tastes a little like bacon." mom: "That's because it IS bacon!" jr. "But why is it round?" mom: "Because it's Canadian bacon!" jr: "O-oh!" Junior devours his first piece and runs upstairs to tell his older brother & sister; "Hey guys! I just had Canadian bacon!" Bro' & Sis'; "Canadian bacon!?!? Yummy! I want some!" And the rest is dinner history. The kids can't wait for mom to cook Canadian bacon for dinner again! ...although they didn't touch the sauerkraut. HEY!!!!! I knew my wife was lying!!!!! | |
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PurpleJedi said: ShySlantedEye1 said: I truly understand. In my house it is eat it or else. The death and dismemberment plan. (I think that is how you spell it.) The one thing I will not force my child to eat would be okra and chitlins. That is an acquired taste. Whenever my mom would cook boiled okra I would go get her belt and give it to her. I would sit at the table and wait patiently until she would finish eating and take my beating. I would not eat boiled boogers for nothing. My mom cooked okra occassionally, but she knew better than to feed it to me. I was a very, very finicky eater. When I was 5 years old, I actually drew a picture of how I wanted my beans cooked and posted it next to the stove. (She still reminds me of it.) I made okra once and my kid liked it but my husband hates it so it's banned | |
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ZombieKitten said: PurpleJedi said: My mom cooked okra occassionally, but she knew better than to feed it to me. I was a very, very finicky eater. When I was 5 years old, I actually drew a picture of how I wanted my beans cooked and posted it next to the stove. (She still reminds me of it.) I made okra once and my kid liked it but my husband hates it so it's banned What's okra? | |
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althom said: ZombieKitten said: I made okra once and my kid liked it but my husband hates it so it's banned What's okra? | |
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