August 16, 2007
Crap Happens
Today our powder room toilet overflowed. The powder room is directly beside our unsealed wood floors, so Mr. BBM and I both went charging at the offending river armed with pool towels that didn’t get put away yesterday. Thank God I am a lousy-no-good housewife who doesn’t put stuff away unless company is coming. The towels were right there, where we needed them most.
That didn’t stop the water from going in the vents and flowing down through the floor into the basement though, where the water made contact with our printer, a keyboard, a ton of toys, etc. I spent the entire morning spraying things down with a bleach solution and going through more paper towels than I ever thought possible. The skin on my hands is now peeling. Who needs a chemical peel or hot wax treatment when you can soak your hands in bleach instead?
After cleaning up the mess, Lil C was eating her lunch in the kitchen. She waved her spoon around and dropped a glob of applesauce on the floor.
"Oh crap!" she said.
I can’t imagine where she would have learned that language from, because I. . . oh, who am I kidding? She learned it from me! I’m just glad she didn’t replace "crap" with its synonym friend that starts with "s." Then I’d really be feeling crappy.
Later in the afternoon, Big I fell down the stairs. It sounded as if my washing machine had decided to take a joy ride of something, so I ran upstairs as fast as I could expecting the absolute worst: broken legs in every direction, blood, gore, missing teeth. My heart was pounding out of my chest, I was so afraid at what I would see.
What I found was Big I sobbing and gingerly rubbing her bum. I hugged her and asked her what happened and she said, "I stepped out and just lost my balance." She started crying harder and then said, "It was awful Mommy. It was like a stair luge." Apparently we’re watching entirely too much of The Cat and the Hat around here.
For dinner tonight, I made a Mexican feast. We had taco’s with ground beef and rice. Lil C used to eat absolutely ANYTHING you put in front of her. Lately, she’ll eat "matos" and "bluedas" only (that’s tomatoes and blueberries for those of you who don’t speak toddler). She’ll also occassionally eat crackers, but only on every third day between the 1:15 and 1:18 p.m. She’ll eat cheese as well, but only on Wednesday’s when it rains. She will also tell you she wants "or-nanj-juice" right up until you hand her the cup, and then it’s "malk." The whining that comes with her drink requests is free.
This is the kid who used to ask for "mar broc-O-lee peese" (more broccoli please). She’d also eat hamburgers, steak, grilled chicken, salmon, potatoes, spinach (yes, I said spinach), and any fruit you put in front of her. We’ve gone from that to "matos" and "bluedas" and my patience is wearing a bit thin.
Apparently Lil C’s is too because with each meal Mommy must now serve an appetizer. Everyone wants something from me and NOW, and they all want something different. I feel like a short order chef as of late and it’s only going to get worse.
For the past few weeks, Big I has been asking us with great interest, whether or not what she’s eating is from an animal. She declared a few weeks ago that she will only eat animals that are "not cute." We convinced her that chickens are nasty looking. We also convinced her that humans only eat the ugly cows.
Tonight, she stopped buying that. I wrapped up a taco for her and she sat there staring at it for a while. "Is this from an animal?"
"Yes" I said. Keep in mind that I have a super sensitive stomach. I don’t like to think about the unpleasantries that may have happened before my ground beef got put on a styrofoam slab and wrapped in plastic. If I had to do you-know-what, I’d be a vegetarian; but I don’t have to, so I eat meat and gladly.
"Mommy?" Big I asked.
"What?" I said.
"Can you take the cow out of my taco? I don’t want to eat it anymore" she said.
I told her that’s all fine and good if she doesn’t want to eat animals anymore, but that we’re going to have to find other ways to add protein to her diet. She wasn’t happy with the protein choices I gave her. I have a feeling big sister is headed for the mato and blueda diet herself.
She also started bringing up my sister, Crazy Aunt E. I love my sister dearly, but when I went off to college, my sister decided she was going to become a vegetarian. I came home on a break and was excited to be eating one of my Mom’s awesome burgers and then I bit into. . . that. It was one of the early versions of veggie burgers and it tasted worse than a slab of cardboard. I protested. My Dad nodded silently in agreement, but did nothing to join my protest. He must have already learned that it did no good.
It was a vegetarian nightmare after that. I can’t tell you how relieved I was that my Mom didn’t cave in when it came to Thanksgiving turkey time. Of course, my sister refused to sit at the table with us while we ate "carcass" and kept asking if she could go bury it (which come to think of it, might be why I can’t tolerate that kind of talk anymore), but I didn’t let her bother me then. I was a college student and I was starving for good food.
Picky eating I can tolerate. Big I ate nothing but noodles and nectarines for an entire year of her life. But vegetarianism? I just can’t handle it, not this week anyway.
I’ve clearly had enough crap for one week.
HUGS!
I feel your pain! My 6 year old is suddenly getting fussy too, and not eating even the “normal” things that most kids crave for! (Yes, I’m willing to make some of that stuff.) I tried to be a vegetarian– even a vegan, and it just wasn’t good. But there are a few things that were good that I still give my son. Morningstar Farms makes excellent “chicken” nuggets and patties. They are really soy, but you can’t taste the difference, and after a while, you actually like them better than the prepackaged chicken patties (less fat, more protein, etc.) Even my carnivore husband likes them. If you get the original GardenBurgers in the same frozen food section, they are pretty good. I also have a sister who is vegetarian. Oddly enough, it wasn’t a conscious decision like not wanting to eat animals, but rather she just never liked the taste of the meat (or poultry, or pork, etc.) She doesn’t mind the flavor, so she’d have chicken soup sans chicken, and she’d eat spaghetti sauce that was cooked with sausages, but not eat the sausage. As a kid, she was the peanut butter queen! That was her main source of protein. As she got older, she did add some seafood to her diet, but not much. (I still can’t add seafood, can’t stand any of it.) If you have a chance, pick up or look at Linda McCartney’s vegetarian cookbooks, and there are lots of great recipes that everyone can enjoy. I still use some of them myself. 😉 Marilu Henner also put out some vegan things that aren’t too bad either.
Wow. A chaotic week for sure. I am wondering if either of my kids will turn out vegetarian. It seems to be common nowadays, even before they get to school and the PETA whackos get ahold of them. Did you get the toilet fixed?
Ah yes, the pickiness begins. My two and a half year old son used to eat everything, too. Then he turned two years old and it all went down hill from there. But, he loves steak!! And edamame, go figure. If he likes something in the morning, it’s a good chance that by the afternoon it is no longer a part of the palette. Very frustrating indeed. Vegetarian, hmm? I was there in college and beyond for quite a few years. As for protein, maybe she’ll like beans? Tofu is definitely gross and tempeh no better. Peanut butter rules! There are some fake sausages that aren’t too bad. But still, the prep work alone is a bitch! Maybe she’ll come around, or maybe it’s time to teach her how to cook her own meals…
Great post – Your kids are hilarious. I think for me that’s gonna be…”a moment”…when they start parroting back the things they hear me say. I mean, my mouth is pretty clean but I’m sure they’re just gonna repeat something I say in jest at the wrong time and I’m gonna look awful bad awful fast.
And btw, there is no room in my heart for vegetarianism. I mean, it’s fine for other people, but I love meat. From ugly animals and cute animals alike. Does that make me a bad person?
First, regarding the protein thing, tacos are great with ground turkey… and they’re among the ugliest animals around.
As another alternative, Gimme-Lean soy based sausage and “ground beef” is vegetarian friendly, has good protein and tastes pretty darned good. I use the soy sausage in my sausage gravy for biscuits and the kids love it, actually preferring it to the real sausage because it’s not as greasy.
Regarding pickiness, do as you wish, but most of the time, I make what I make and the kids eat it or they don’t… usually they do, whether they want to or not.
That said, we have special nights where I’ll “open up the kitchen.” Usually, I do this for breakfast, but sometimes for dinner, too (or even better, when we have breakfast for dinner!). I will print up a menu, and I will take everyone’s order from the menu (I try to make a big deal out of writing their orders down, getting them drinks and the works), cooking whatever they order. This gives the kids a chance to choose, but limits the scope to things I’m prepared to cook. This works great for breakfast, where I can easily whip up omelettes or other eggs, french toast, pancakes, waffles or any number of other things very easily.
To this day, my kids LOVE it when I open up the kitchen, and my daughter’s even getting involved in helping to prepare the menus.
It also served to reinforce for them that being choosy was a special thing, and that generally we eat one meal for the family… a valuable lesson when they were younger.
Good luck.
Heeheehee (evil laugh…). Welcome to my world! But you knew that already! I love Steve’s idea with opening up the kitchen. I just might try that! Sorry to hear about the powder room toilet. Ugh. If it makes you feel any better, A. has been peeing on the potty regulary, but his little guy is sometimes like a firehose, squirting all over the place uncontrollably-directly onto those bathroom floors that still remain unfinished after two years…enough said…
I hear you on picky eaters. Unless we are pre-growth spurt the boy would cheerfully subside on nothing but Goldfish (the crackers, he’ll only eat fish if it’s covered in batter and I tell him it’s special chicken without feathers.) He used to eat anything hummus, curries, veggies…
I try to include one thing every meal that he’ll eat. (rice, noodles.) That way at least he’s not starving. He has to try at least usually three bites of everything else. It has mixed results.
My two cents. Pretty sure you don’t need them.
What a terrific post! The quirkiness kids can have is crazy! My daughter has never been much of a meat eater either but I’m not sure if it’s the whole “living thing” thing or if she just doesn’t like chewing it. I’m okay with the whole vegetarian thing if that’s what people want to do but I hate it when they treat us like crap (oh, sorry…there’s that word again) because we eat the animals. I’m sorry but I need my steak! 🙂
i am not looking forward to my nephew’s picky eater phase- and his dad is like your sister with his vegetarianism. argh! the whole toilet disaster sounds craptastic. (excuse the pun!)
I don’t recall my son ever being that picky. I was like Steve, though. He ate what I fixed or he went hungry. Of course, not having a man in the house made it easy to fix things he would like. I had a home made chicken nugget recipe that was to die for! Add some mac n cheese, green peas, and applesauce and you have a pretty good meal.
i think it’s hilarious when kids say “cwap”. I can’t stand self righteous vegetarians. I tried to be one (not the self-righteous part, mind you) but it didn’t stick. I think it was all those protein alternatives that changed my mind for me, as well.
My soon-2-b 7 year old son has not eaten beef for about 3 years now. He can’t stomach it and since he loves chicken, pork and turkey, I don’t try to force him to eat the cows.
Oh, bummer! Looks like the comment above mine is spam! I hate spam!
Anyway, sure sounds like you had a rough week! I hope the girls grow out of being picky!
Is crazy sister single? I think I could put up with eating a few veggie burgers (honestly, all I really like in the burger is the ketchup) and the occasional tofurkey for the right lady.
I don’t have that problem too much. Mine generally eat anything… and know what it’s from…and the fact that you have to kill the animal before you eat it!! If we have whole fish I have to cut the heads off to stop them playing with them!!
On time we were watching a wildlife program and a furry bunny got it from a bunch of eagles that flushed it out and ate it. X (our eldest) was about 5 at the time says to me…do we eat rabbits? “Yes” I said. But we don’t eat the fur she askes “No, if you have any sense you get the butcher to remove it. Do you want to try some rabbit.” Yes she says! So all her friends she them as fluffy pets…not X…it’s dinner!!
I have no problem with vegetarianism, and was at one point veg. myself, but I cannot and will not condone people badmouthing my food at the same table as me. I will seriously just get up and walk away. I would never do it to them (“Mmm, juicy steak, from that one cow blah blah”) or insult their choices. On the flip side, as a vegetarian, I never did that to people eating meat. It’s just plain rude.
Sorry, a bit of a rant there…
Great post. Allie is still eating ok, but I can see the downward spiral happening….she is slowly but surely pushing things off her normaly extensive menue. It’s only a matter of time before she’s eating nothing but pizza and nuggets.
I was a vegitarian for a year after watching a stupid movie on slaughter houses. But then I realy realy missed a nice red juicy steak. Maybe it’ll be a faze. Although I hear ya on the whole short order cook thing. I always said that I never let that happen to me. Although that was a PRE-Child comment. You know how those go.
Good luck with the veggidom. If you need any kid friendly non-meat protien alternatives let me know, I’ve got plently of ideas. But, I bet they will change their mind and eat meat again.
Oh, and all vegeitarians aren’t like your sister. I could care less if you eat meat, or if there is a turkey on the Thanksgiving dinner table. All I as ask is that doesn’t end up on my plate. 🙂