Last night, my very picky eater came up with what she thought was a perfectly brilliant idea:
"Mommy, can I please pack a lunch for Thanksgiving dinner? I could bring a Lunchable!"
Oh yes. Yes she did.
So, let me get this straight. She wants to bring a Lunchable, with cheese, crackers and TURKEY to Thanksgiving dinner at my SIL's, where dinner will include -- TURKEY. DD's response to that was that she liked her turkey cold, and cut into small squares. With a side of preservatives please, I guess.
I completely shut that idea down, though I could see she was a bit upset about it. When I thought about the completely normal dinner we'd planned, and compared it to the list of things that DD will eat at the present time, my guess is that she would likely eat nothing, or perhaps a bite of a roll and a few pieces of corn (she only likes freeze dried corn, which will not be served). And, stubborn child that she is, she would rather starve than eat something that she doesn't like. (We are actually trying to bribe her into trying new things by getting her a Webkinz every time she tries ten new foods. So far, she's tried two new things and has hated them both. Even with a prize like a Webkinz, very near and dear to her heart, she just hates trying new food.) Frankly, I'm kind of p*ssed about this whole picky eater thing, because I would really like my restaurant choices to expand to those that don't serve chicken fingers.
I softened a bit at the end of the day after asking some other moms (who had done the same thing, but on the sly). I told DD that after she ate a few pieces of regular turkey tomorrow, she could eat a packed lunch. She wasn't happy with that, but too bad. She used to love regular turkey when she was 1-2 years old and now has decided that it is one of the hated foods. I refuse to do what my mom did, which was to make me sit at the dinner table until I ate my dinner or bedtime came, whichever was first. I don't want to make food a battleground, because I worry that DD will take away some unhealthy eating ideas if I do that. (Like I have, perhaps from all that food detention I served. I didn't eat meat loaf or squash voluntarily until I was in my 30's as a result, and I still refuse to eat Spanish rice or stuffed peppers, because? No. Just no. They are evil.) We've talked with her doctor about the limited food repertoire, and she is not concerned, so I try not to be concerned.
Ugh. My daughter. The one with the lunch sack. At Thanksgiving.
(And everything is fine with the cycle. The nurse said that it is really hard to screw up a pill cycle. Even for me.)