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Help Me Feed My Son!!

Okay…the title of this post really looks bad, doesn’t it.  Eeesh.

First off, my son isn’t starving and I’m not looking for any hand-outs.  No, my issue is my inability to make my way around the kitchen.  I’m a nearly 40-year-old man who somehow finds a way to burn water, so my cooking skills are not the greatest in the world.

To make things more fun, my son has inherited my palette…meaning he’s fussier than I am when it comes to food. He’s only five and yet hasn’t tried a ton of things because he refuses to try them.

Yes…I know…it sounds very familiar.

So I end up having to cook hot dogs, hamburgers, chicken nuggets, fries, chicken breasts, bacon, and the occasional pork chop as primary meals. On one hand, that’s not such a bad thing for a single dad to cook up…easy, quick, and fairly tasty. On the other hand, those are certainly not the most healthy choices in the world and I don’t want him to grow up like me…addicted to junk, overweight, and unhappy.

On the plus side of things, he loves a few healthy choices that even I won’t touch like strawberries and grapes. He also likes potatoes, carrots, and peas…so I suppose that’s better than nothing and opens up a few options for me.

But where he won’t try new things, it makes it even more difficult to come up with options for him to eat.  And that brings me to wondering what I can do on a go-forward basis.

I should be happy, though, that he won’t eat JUNK junk food. For example, not only does he never want to drink soda (although his grandfather tries to get him to taste it every time he visits), but he doesn’t eat candy. The only chocolate he likes is plain chocolate either in a bar or in an egg shape. He eats plain potato chips occasionally but won’t eat cake. He enjoys popcorn but hates licorice. He’ll eat vanilla ice cream, but don’t you dare give him ice cream with a flavour attached to it.

He’s an usual kid. His aversion to even trying pizza has me wondering where I went wrong, actually. So I guess this brings me back to wondering what I can do to feed my son.

Is having a fussy child normal? Can I expect his taste buds to change with time? If so, how do I help that progression along?

Sigh…


Why Your Teenager Doesn’t Tell You Everything

Hey gang! My latest post for Parent Society is up, so please feel free to click your way over to the site and leave a comment with your own thoughts on the subject!

Why Your Teenager Doesn’t Tell You Everything:

When Parents Are The Last To Know


My daughter’s now a teenager

My daughter celebrated her 13th birthday this week.  She’s now officially a teenager.

Ugh.

I knew this day would come eventually. To me, this is almost as big a deal as it’s going to be when I turn 40 later this year.

UGH.

I guess it’s just one more sign that I’m getting old…and that, quite frankly, sucks.  I’m not ready to turn 40 yet. I’m not ready to mature yet. I’m not ready to worry about the clothes my daughter will wear out in public because they show off too much skin.  I’m not ready to tell her that she can’t litter her body with tattoos until she’s 18 and it’s out of my control.

On the other hand, I’m really looking forward to watching my little girl mature. Teenage years seem to rush on by so fast…she’ll be off to university before you know it.

On the other hand, I still want my little girl to remain a little girl.

Sigh.

So happy birthday, Rugrat. Even though we’re not as close as we’d like to be and we don’t talk as often as we’d like, we both know that we love each other…and when looking at life’s simple pleasures, that’s one of the greatest gifts that we share.


CBG’s Christmas Holiday in Pictures

Well…the holidays are over and I’m back to work. From top to bottom, it was one heckuva great time to be with Sunshine and our kids. The kids had fun, my dad enjoyed having us over to visit, and both Sunshine and I felt as ooey-gooey in love as we ever have.

So without further adu, here is how my Christmas holiday looked like thru pictures…

Because of timing issues, I wasn't able to have my son for Christmas Day. However, I did have him on the 23rd...so we went to my dad's to have our own "Christmas Before Christmas". Ankle Biter opened up a bunch of gifts and we all ended up having a great time.

On Christmas Eve I head out first thing in the morning to be with Sunshine and her girls for Christmas. The weather didn't quite co-operate. Well...it's wasn't a huge storm or anything, but just enough snow fell to make the highways slow-driving on one lane without the ability to pass. It just sucked. Hard.

Yes...this is lasagna. Yes...this is what we had Christmas Eve for dinner. And yes...this was freakin' awesome!!

Enjoying Christmas Eve dinner.

This is what the tree looked like when we went to bed just before midnight. Not too shabby!

The first gifts were opened at 5:21am. If it were up to the girls, they would have been opened a good 45 minutes earlier. To say that they were excited would be an understatement.

So once the girls opened their gifts and we all had breakfast, they ended up going to their dad’s for the remainder of Christmas Day. Sunshine and I head out to visit my dad for Christmas dinner.

The next two days were spent in my bedroom. Literally. We watched movies, ate breakfast/lunch/dinner, and did “other things” in my bedroom for 48 hours. It was pure bliss. And really, it was something that the two of us needed…some downtime.

And no…there are no pictures of these two days.

After a couple more days returning to work, I drove to pick up Sunshine and her girls and brought them back to my dad’s for New Year’s Eve. I then drove to pick up Ankle Biter and brought him back, too. Finally…we were all in the same place at the same time (with the exception of my daughter, who was unable to make it down for Christmas this year).

So here are our New Years’ pics…

One of the gifts that all three kids got was a sock monkey. The fun part was that you bought a kit and put it together yourself. The not-so-fun part was that you ended up sewing the monkeys together yourself. In this pic, Ankle Biter was beginning to stuff the monkey's legs.

The kids LOVED their sock monkeys. There must be some kind of extra connection they have because they help to put it together themselves.

Kiddo was quite excited to be the first one with a "completed" monkey.

Sunshine couldn't have been happier to be sewing on New Year's Eve. Yeah...believe that one.

Being the hardcore partiers that we are, New Year's Eve for us was spent drinking a bit (two beer for me, a couple of glasses of wine for Sunshine) and playing Blokus. We literally had to force ourselves to stay awake in order to hit midnight. Thankfully, though, playing until midnight allowed me to win 2 out of 3 games. Not that I'm counting or anything. Heh...

Nothing says "New Year's Breakfast" like cereal and water. But hey...does he look unhappy in any way?

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....

On New Year’s Day, we visited some more of my family and then came back to my place to crash for one more night. In the morning, I took Ankle Biter back to his mom’s and I took the girls back home to their dad’s. Thankfully, we got one more picture of the kids together before we left for the kids’ journeys home…

Happy New Year 2012!!

Sunshine and I then kinda melted onto the couch exhausted for the remainder of the day.

All in all, it was a GREAT time. It was a LOT of traveling, but it was totally worth it.


His First Christmas Concert

My son started kindergarten this year. I’ve been swelling with pride since September because I’ve been watching him learn and grow and experience life as he’s never seen it before. I can’t even describe how amazing it feels to watch this happen, especially where I was unable to experience the same things with my daughter as she grew up.

I’ve been able to experience things like his first day of school (pictured at left), his first parent-teacher interview (of course it was a glowing review…lol), and even a meeting with the school’s occupational therapist (I learned some great tips on helping his motor skills develop).

Last night was his very first school Christmas concert. I didn’t know what to expect, but didn’t really care. Little did I realize that it was going to be even more cute than I could possibly imagine.

But don’t take my word for it…see for yourself!

To say that I was beaming with pride after this performance would be an understatement.

I love this little guy.

Father & Son: post-concert photo op


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