Raising good eaters

I’m excited to have my mom, Joyce Jordan, doing some guest writing on food topics. She is well-qualified as she raised three children with adventurous palates and served real food before real food was a movement. Today is a very applicable topic for me and many of my readers.

Diana asked me to provide some suggestions for helping children to be receptive to trying new foods. The more I thought about it, the broader the topic actually seemed to be. It’s more about creating a positive mealtime environment where the cook feels the freedom to experiment and the eaters have a common positive perspective on trying new things. There will be hits and misses (both for the cook and for the eaters) but there’s a unity about risking that first step into the unknown!

Make mealtime a family event

Have at least one meal each day where the entire family sits and eats together around the table. This is important for daily family bonding through a shared activity, and creates a time when the child is not necessarily the center of attention.

As a parent, model good mealtime skills

Whether it is table manners, eating your vegetables, trying unfamiliar foods, or being quiet while others talk, children will mimic what’s happening at mealtime.

Find a balance between old and new

Regularly prepare the foods that your family enjoys, and periodically sub in new recipes or new tastes. Too much that is too new all of the time will put the entire family into overload.

Don’t be afraid of flavor

Adding seasonings and spices helps kids to develop a broad palate from an early age. Have no fear of ginger, garlic, curry, citrus or pickles. Taste buds were created to enjoy flavors.

Choose your words carefully with new foods

Saying something like, “You may not like this” just sets up a negative situation. Overdoing the positive spin can also backfire. Sometimes with new foods, the best approach is to put it on the table without fanfare.

Allow your children the freedom to not like something

Everyone has foods that aren’t their favorites, and you need to appreciate when a child truly objects to a taste or texture. Those who know my family recall the unique challenges we encountered in this arena.

Remember that children’s preferences and taste buds will change over time

If a food gets rejected today, don’t overblow the situation or take it personally. Try again in a few months or a few years. Kids change their preferences and tolerances over time.

He obviously knew that putting the container onto the base was supposed to have a magical result.

Involve the children in some aspect of preparation

Having a hand in the preparation helps a child to be excited about what’s being served. It creates a feeling of ownership. They’re proud of their contribution, and they learn that the cook hopes that others enjoy the food.

“No thank-you” helpings

Think of this like a grocery store sample. As an alternative to totally refusing to eat something, kids who are around 5 and up can develop the gracious habit of taking a “no thank-you” helping. Just three bites, which is a very manageable quantity. Having this habit is a useful life skill.

Play with your food

Children are naturally curious, playful and creative. Take advantage of these attributes, and your children will enjoy new foods – get out of your own ruts of what you cook and eat!!! As George Bernard Shaw said, “We don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.” Artichokes, pomegranates, Cornish hens, crawfish, art on a plate and theme meals are all somewhere to start. When we all try something new together, we are sharing an adventure, which takes us back to square one of this blog entry!

Father’s Day 2012

We’re hoping for a Father’s Day this year with less dessert drama. I’m planning an easy meal of random favorites – nachos, stuffed mushrooms, stuffed jalapeños and sweet potato fries with just ice cream for dessert.

Since Hannah is much more verbal this year, I decided to give her a little quiz about Daddy.

What is Daddy’s name? Um, Daddy.

What does Daddy like? Candy, ice cream, coffee.

What does he do at work? Gets lemonade and works on computer problems.

What do you like to do with Daddy? Read a book, talk a walk.

What do you do on Daddy-daughter dates? Get some waffles.

So Happy Father’s Day, honey! You’re a great dad to our little girls. :)

 

Doula

One of the advantages to starting this pregnancy thing a little later in the game (wow, 29!) is that I’ve gotten to see most of my friends go through this process two or three times already. I’m fortunate to have several friends with similar birth philosophies who pursued natural deliveries, and I get to learn from them.

Several of these friends credited doulas with their positive natural birth experiences. Some of my readers may not know what a doula is, and a few years ago I didn’t either. After talking to a lot of people, Brett and I have decided to have a doula at this baby’s birth. So I wanted to share what we’ve been learning.

Doula comes from the Greek word meaning “helper” or “a woman who serves.” Now, it is the term for a woman who is experienced and trained in providing emotional and physical support during pregnancy and birth. Women who use doulas statistically require fewer interventions during birth and report greater satisfaction of their birth experiences.

Today, natural births are a small minority in the US. Hospitals are not used to supporting women who desire to have a natural birth and generally push medical interventions that are now deemed standard. I’m a big fan of medical intervention when there’s some sort of actual medical emergency, but I don’t think those things should be standard for a normal, healthy pregnancy and delivery. A doula is an extra support person, someone else on your team with your husband to provide knowledge, encouragement and experience to help you labor according to your birth plan.

A doula is not a substitute for the husband or a medical professional. She will not be delivering the baby. She might help with labor positions, provide massages, create a calming environment, and possibly keep you from killing your husband. ;) Or so I’ve heard.

With my obstetrics group, I know the doctors and midwives we will be working with are very supportive of pursuing a natural birth, but we thought it would be helpful to also have someone who would be in the room with us for the entire labor process. Our doula’s name is Lindsey, and her website is very informative. She is a certified doula who has attended over 50 births, and we are excited to work with her. We’re learning as we go, and I’ll be sharing along the way.

Halfway through

20 weeks! Woohoo! We had an appointment and ultrasound this week. They said everything looked good. Here are a few shots.

This is looking “up” at the underside of her arm and hand. Her belly is on the left, and you might be able to see her chin and nose to the right of that.

When the technician was trying to look at her face, Baby Girl pulled this move:

Yep, those are her arms up in front of her face. I guess she was being camera-shy, silly alien skeleton baby. :) Both the ultrasound tech and the midwife commented on her great fingers.

Here’s a baby bump pic for your curiosity. It was taken right after I got home from ballet class, so that’s why I look tired and am dressed weird.

Definitely looking and feeling pregnant now. And this Baby Girl seems to like to move a lot. Her feet are already an inch and a half long, and I’m feeling them. :)

20 weeks to go!

Worry deadline, or not

There are a lot of things to freak out about when you’re pregnant. I personally understand the uncertainty of the first trimester, and enough Googling can send anyone into a panic attack for the entire 40 weeks. But I had to laugh a bit when I recently read a first-time-mom write, “I can’t wait until the baby is born – I can finally stop worrying!”

I know there are a couple expecting first-time-moms who read this blog, so I wanted to do some myth-busting:

The worry doesn’t actually stop when the baby is born.

At my own parenting stage, I am regularly jolted with the unpredictability of a two-year-old. Lately, she has run in the street (in front of a car), stuck a screwdriver into an electrical outlet, licked a trashcan at Costco, laid down on a public restroom floor, and attempted to eat raw chicken off the counter. Worry done? Yeah, right.

Worrying comes from the fear of lack of control. But it doesn’t make sense because we’re not in control to begin with. We can certainly attempt to create a safe environment for our children and teach them appropriate behavior. But control is really an illusion, therefore the fear of lack of control is worthless.

In short, this sucks.

The pregnancy worries may end, but the mommy worries are just beginning. The countdown til your due date is not the countdown to peace and tranquility. It’s only a countdown to the time your mind is opened to all the truly dreadful things that could happen to your child now that they’re exposed to the big scary world full of germs, sex offenders and non-organic produce.

The solution to worry? Unfortunately, I don’t have that. I just trust God and give myself regular reality checks. All you other mommas out there – please leave a comment with your best worry-busting tips!

Surprise! It’s a …

For a spontaneous early Mother’s Day gift, I got to go to a “pregnancy spa” and get an early gender identification ultrasound. So we can happily announce that it’s a…

GIRL!!!

Hannah has been praying for a baby sister even before we got pregnant, though we’ve confirmed she is still a little confused about what a sister is. Anyway, we’re excited she gets to have one! She came to the ultrasound with us and liked seeing the baby on the TV.

So we drew a name, and the winner of the contest is – Lydia! You win the privilege of naming the baby. Just kidding, but if you have any ideas, feel free to pass them along. I’ll be sending the real prize your way. Thanks to everyone who guessed!

Children are a gift from the Lord.

Psalm 127:3a

Our CSA adventure

Veggie adventures ahead! We got our first CSA basket last week. Community Sponsored Agriculture (CSA) works by getting a membership to a local farm – ours is Johnson’s Backyard Garden – and receiving a basket of fresh, organic veggies. We signed up to get a basket every two weeks.

We are excited about doing this because it combines a lot of the things we like about food – local, fresh, in-season ingredients and easy motivation to eat more vegetables. The farm offers recipes to go with the basket ingredients each week, so if a vegetable is new or a little weird then I’ll have some ideas of what to do with it.

Our first one had a lot of fun things in it (which Hannah couldn’t wait to check out):

Carrots, radishes, kale, rainbow chard, lettuce variety, an orange, beets, cilantro, basil and spring onions.

So our menu this week includes salad, Thai pesto noodles, kale chips, fresh veggies for snacking, and this dinner:

Roasted beets and carrots on quinoa with side of sautéed rainbow chard. I did a balsamic honey reduction to drizzle on the beets and carrots which was really good. The roasted beets and carrots were so naturally sweet that the acidity made a nice balance.

And I used a few of the spring onions for these, just for fun:

Baked vegetable egg rolls – yum! Eating more veggies is tasty! I’ll keep you posted with our future CSA box adventures.

Back seat reminders

I was nicely driving home from Chick-fil-A today, chatting with Hannah in the back seat. Then the jerk behind me was apparently unfamiliar with the procedure of four-way stops, and he didn’t appreciate that I remained at a stop and yielded to another guy who had the right-of-way. So he honked at me, waved his arms around and yelled, “Come on!”

Remembering I had a toddler in the back seat, I took a deep breath and just muttered, “Sheesh, chill out.” To clarify to Hannah, I said, “The guy in the car behind us is a little cranky.”

“He’s sad?” she asked.

“Maybe,” I answered. “Maybe he’s having a bad day and now he’s cranky.”

“Mommy pray for him.”

I rolled my eyes a bit. Clearly, she didn’t understand the situation. This jerk-face just honked at me with excessive arm-waving and then revved up his car to dramatically pass me as soon as we were through the stop sign (that I’m pretty sure he didn’t actually stop at). But I didn’t feel right refusing her request.

“Dear Jesus, please help the cranky guy to feel better and be a safe driver. Amen.”

Nothing spiritually earth-shattering, but Hannah seemed content and we moved on with our drive home. And I wasn’t so ticked off any more.

Saying the darndest…

Some of our recent conversations were just too funny not to share.

I showed Hannah a picture of the baby’s development this week. A few weeks ago, she pronounced it a fish, she had a different take this week:

  • Hannah: It’s a duck!
  • Me: No, it’s a baby.
  • Hannah: It’s a baby duck!

~

We were reading the Easter story, and when we got to the picture of Jesus on the cross, Hannah interjected, “He needs a new shirt.” Good thing we’ve got some time to get the real point of the story across.

~

When Brett came home from work, Hannah took his travel coffee cup:

  • Hannah: I take coffee and go to work.
  • Brett: Where do you work?
  • Hannah: At Daddy’s office.
  • Brett: What do you do there?
  • Hannah: I eat granola bars and lemonade. (her special treats when she goes there)
  • Brett: What will you do after that?
  • Hannah: I do a project.
  • Brett: What kind of project?
  • Hannah: (thinks a minute) A big project.

New shoes, chicken and a surprise

Last year, I found some great, tough, water-resistent sandals at Old Navy for Hannah to wear all summer. As the weather is getting warmer, I’ve been on the hunt lately for something similar for this year. My criteria: does not require socks, breathable, water-resistant, has toe protection, and of course cute. I decided to look into the Keen kids’ sandals, and – happy day! – the REI 20% off Member’s Coupon arrived in my inbox this morning.

These things are tough! We ended up getting size 10 to give plenty of growing room. With Texas weather (and if her feet don’t grow too much), she’ll be wearing these through October.

Shoe shopping with Hannah is challenging. She LOVES to try on shoes, but the waiting and focusing can be difficult. Since REI is only a few blocks from Brett’s office, I enlisted his help for this particular mission. He was able to keep her contained while I waited on sizes from the shoe guy. Hannah loved the fake boulder they have in the shoe department for “testing.”

So after a successful shoe stop, it was lunch time, and I decided to swing by Chick-fil-A on the way home. As we waited in the drive-thru line to order, Hannah asked me to roll her window down. I obliged. She leaned her head toward the open window and said, “I’d like some nuggets aaaaand some lemonade aaaaand some chicken, please.”

In the afternoon, we got some surprise excitement – a box in the mail! I said to Hannah, “We’ll have to open it. I don’t know what it is.” She answered, “It’s a box!” Oh yeah, thanks, Hannah.

It was a half-birthday present from Aunt Kristen, and it turned into a little project. The box was full of filled balloons with the instructions to pop the balloons for a surprise. Hannah could shake the balloons and hear something inside.

So we popped the balloons and found stickers! And there were more balloons to blow up and play with. What a fun Friday!

Children’s books of another era

Many of us grew up with “the classics” – whether they were read to us out loud or we tackled them on our own, there are those timeless children’s books we remember fondly. Maybe too fondly.

I read a blog post recently on Rage Against the Minivan called “Things That Are Better in Retrospect.” She writes about her children’s reactions when they listened to Little House on the Prairie and The Secret Garden. Apparently, a chapter on pig slaughter and killing off everyone with cholera didn’t go over well.

These are children’s books! What are slaughter and plagues doing in there?

I forwarded the article to my mom, and she had a good answer for the reaction to these “timeless” novels: “I read an article on this topic a long time ago when we were homeschooling and wish I’d saved it. It had to do with the concept that people of days gone by had to deal much more directly with death, illness, injury, food preparation, etc. Ugly things were a part of daily life, and children were not exempt from these realities. Now, our lives and literature are much more sanitized. Those episodes in books were not meant to be shocking or overly dramatic, but simply reflect daily life. Nowadays gory stuff is inserted into a story, but back then, death & disease were all part of a day’s work.”

Yeah, kids have a much more sanitized life these days. My child’s most traumatic moment so far has been watching cookies get smashed. But in most ways, I’m okay with that. We’ll tackle those other life issues down the road. Or in a couple years when I read her Little House on the Prairie

 

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