Dear Pan:
I’ve lived in the United States before (college ‘near Boston’, an internship in Chicago), and I thought I’d come to terms with American culture. But that was before I moved back here (Newton) last year with my 4-year-old son and got married.
Here’s my problem: wonderful as my husband is, and grateful as I am that he and my son have taken to each other, he’s making my son a picky eater and it’s driving me crazy! When we lived in my country and I was the only one providing meals, my son ate everything: vegetables, spiced curries, bean dishes, pickled mango…you name it, he ate it.
Now I cook the same meals, and he’ll barely touch them. His diet is becoming an unhealthy mix of the microwave chicken nuggets and pizza that his friends eat. The worst part is, after my son and I fight over it or have a standoff that lasts for hours with the food gradually turning unappetizing even to me, my husband steps in as the ‘good guy’–and makes him a grilled cheese or some other comfort food.
It doesn’t matter how many times I tell my husband that he’s reinforcing bad habits (ones he helped introduce in the first place, partly due to his own nostalgia for ‘childhood foods’!) and undermining me. He can’t stand to see our son go hungry. He’ll even sneak food to my son in bed after he’s brushed his teeth, if he complains he’s hungry (have you ever had to clean bright orange Cheetos crumbs out of a knit blanket?!). He does feed my son the one or two vegetables he’ll eat–green beans and carrots. Also fruit.
My husband is annoyed with me for being so annoyed. He says being a picky eater and eating junk food is part of childhood, and kids grow out of it. I say that isn’t true in my country, and if what I cook is my son’s only option, he will eat it, and be better for it, and it will influence him to eat better outside the home, too.
I’m worried at this point I’ve made myself the bad guy so many times that my son and husband prefer meals without me there.
Please help me, Pan. This issue is taking a toll on my relationship and makes me want to move back to my own country with my son.
–Desperate In New England
Dear DiNE: Your letter has (so far) gotten reactions from Cambridge, Nigeria, France, and England. Is there wisdom you can use? There’s no consensus here: our U.S. advisor says, learn to love Chipotle’s. Our French advisor says, give up on the relationship before you give up on food culture. Somewhere between these is the practice of Nigerian wiles, or the English art of seeking consolations while fighting a losing battle. Good luck, and let us know how it works out!
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From Cambridge – we had a “one bite rule” in our house. If we’d had the same thing really recently, we let one slide, but if it had been over a month, the bite was required. Most foods became liked by the 4th or 5th try. Once they’d tried everything, if they really didn’t like it, we let them eat nuggets/mac&cheese/etc. We now have two very adventurous eaters. They were both willing to try just about anything by 6 or 7 years old.