Cookin’ with Kids

I have clients who comment about my ability to juggle the work do, the kiddos, my practice, my hubby (aka fourth child) and my obsessive compulsive need to prepare all our food myself etc. The usual question being “how do you do it?”. There’s no magic trick over here and I don’t have any quick fix solutions. It’s not easy peasy all the time BUT when something is important to you, you just make it work.
I could either snap and become the spazy frothy fire breathing villian in the kitchen (I say this from experience – I scare myself ha ha!), OR I could crack open a bottle of wine and find something to laugh about ( my usual way of handling said moments).
A few moments after this was taken the cheese sauce hit the table and my reward of three quiet kids inhaling dinner began.
At least it’s Friday. This means for two days I can pass this job off to my hubby…wahoo. Love the weekends!!
Happy Friday!
Be well.

The Social Side of Parenting. Act 1, Scene 1 (as I suspect there will be many)

My kiddos had a play date that honestly made me want to stop having kids over. It was exhausting! Not because of play or anything like that, the kids were honestly good. It was the eating part.  Things have become so complicated!

Sure, sure, there’s always that kid who won’t eat anything. This was kiddos who eat processed foods who were visiting my whole foods only house. Yes, there are treats in the house that are not wholesome, but our main food is just that – food.  They ate nothing. I made macaroni and cheese for lunch, but it was home made cheese sauce. Our guests had never had this before. They both announced they only eat Kraft and refused. No problemo I thought, I will counter offer! I offered some cheese and crackers to play it safe (or so I thought).  I pulled my cheese (cheddar) block out and showed it to the girls. They rejected. The asked for cheese squares. I offered cheese blocks of cheddar (the traveler packs) that I thought were what they meant, they announced they only eat Kraft cheese slices.

I scanned my fridge and realized I had nothing Kraft (thought maybe grandma brought over Ranch dressing or something I could use as dip).  Once upon a time yes, I was a Kraft person, that was pre-kids and pre-IBS.  I decided to by-pass what would be normal go-to’s and offered fruit. They could select one of; watermelon,apples,bananas,pears,strawberries,raspberries,oranges, cantaloupe,pineapple or blue berries. It was the day after grocery shopping, my fridge was stacked! My kids love weekend’s for just that, a fridge stacked with fruit. The younger of the two told me she only eats fruit roll ups. The elder of the two told me she doesn’t like it – any of it.  They were scheduled to hang out for three more hours.

I was so exhausted when they left as a result of worrying that they had nothing to eat all day as they continued to refute my offerings that I’m not sure if it was worth it!! Is it polite to screen a kids eating habits before offering a lunch date?  I remember being a pain in the butt when friends parents made fish dishes ( I don’t do fish – I gag it down – even now and I’m 37) but there was always an agreeable alternative.

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I wish I had one of these, I’d sew it on my purse!

 

I think I will stick to my son having his little boy playmates over. They eat everything and just run around all day.

Girls, exhausting……

Menu mission of the week…..

I’ve been googling for a few hours now. Every now and then I go on these total research missions and tonight, well, it’s on.

My latest mission is to find recipes for cost-effective, nutritionally sound meals.  The truth of the matter  is hiring a nanny who lives out of our home is going to cost just as much as our mortgage payment and monthly household bills.  Both of our salaries are being heavily zapped for the next year and a half,  and so something has to give.  I’m totally freaked out. This has me right out of my comfort zone. Worth it, absolutely, but it’s placing me in a position I am totally not relaxed with financially.  All luxuries are out. Vino, my beloved vino, is cut back to one nice, not awesome but nice, bottle a week.  When the day comes we no longer require a nanny fine vinos are FIRST on my list to return, however, until that incredible day resurfaces, I’m cutting back on my vices ( I feel a pang of remorse and sorrow just saying it out loud).

Meat is on the chopping block.  I am an organic meats only kind of shopper.  Once upon a time I really didn’t differentiate my meats, however, things are different now. As they say, once you know you know…I know. And now I can’t eat conventional anything.  I especially have a hard time eating chicken outside of my home knowing it is not organic.  It might taste amazing, but I know now what lies within. It bothers me.  So i really have a hard time eating it and this boils over into what I will and will not feed the children.  My choice, organic meats, isn’t as cost-effective as its counterparts. So, it’s being consumed in much less quantity. 1 – 3 times per week.  So honestly, I am finding myself walking on totally unfamiliar ground. As one whose diet and that of her families was very meat focused, this is all new. It’s going to be difficult to change what the kids are accustomed to without resistance on the front line. I’ve got to come up with a plan, and find a way to win them (and myself!!!), over.

I’m noticing a trend in the healthier recipes. Eggs and fish.  I’m allergic to egg and can’t stand fish.  I’m like a big baby, I just can’t get it down.  I end up pouring ketchup all over it mentally convincing myself the texture isn’t the grossest thing ever and reminding myself “it’s good for me”.

I can’t sell it on the kids if I can’t get it down. They notice everything and question why I am not trying it when they have to ”try” at least two bites.  My episode with scallops was a disaster.  The gagging, so intense the kids wouldn’t touch theirs. My husband looked destroyed. He hand wrapped them in his select bacon, grilled them to perfection and well, mom almost threw them up one bite in. Damn’t. They won’t even touch them now. They just pick the bacon off….it’s not worth it.  I’ve bought countless fish variations of not-really-fishy-fish. Regardless of how prepared I end up pouring ketchup on it and gagging it down. It’ s just not my thing, but I know it’s good for me and doesn’t cost that much when frozen (two pack of thick haddock filets $5 – that will feed all of us!).  So I hunt, continuously, for the recipe that won’t make me add ketchup and die a thousand gross deaths in front of my kids.

Unless i puree and hide various types of  beans in whatever it is I am cooking, the kids won’t eat anything other than brown beans in a tomato sauce.  Quinoa pasta is a hit, but not quinoa itself.  My daughter’s will both eat it, quinoa that is. My son will sit in protest refusing to eat it until I lose it and send him to bed (usually about two hours in to his absolute refusal to pick up his utensil and even just try it for mom).  So it becomes a giant pain the butt to serve it. I serve it anyway as it is one of those foods they will eat it “like it or not”! (LOL sound like my mother there ha ha ha) but honestly, some days, I can’t stand the chatter. A meal that isn’t resisted is somewhat peaceful / sacred almost.

Those are the meals I am trying to create, thus my google’ing like crazy tonight.

So what is a Mom to do?

Any ideas?

What home-made,  vegetarian dishes do you prepare for your little ones ?

 

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