Harry is the pickiest eater ever. Given the choice he would exist on a mostly white diet - white rice, white bread, tofu, milk and yoghurt. He can be persuaded to eat apples (with the skin off), cucumber (ditto) broccoli and carrots and that's about it for vegetables. He won't eat anything mixed up or that has touched something else. This limits dinners to the most basic nursery food and at nine years old I am sick of it.
Last week we had a huge tantrum (shamefully, probably on both our parts by the end....!) over him refusing to eat broccoli that had been stir fried and had slightly changed colour in places. I was livid; he screamed and spat, I yelled, and it went on and on till he was actually screaming over a half-chewed mouthful of broccoli. At that point I had to leave the room as I was going to do something violent if I didn't. He actually screamed over this mouthful of broccoli for 45 minutes. The kid has stamina. Eventually he swallowed it, and we had a long heart to heart about how much his pickiness and worse, tantrums over it all, have ruined mealtimes for all of us and made me hate cooking. Seriously, I look into the kitchen when it's time to start dinner, and feel sick.
I let him pick one food that I'd absolutely promise NOT to put on his plate, but told him that from now on he must eat everything I give him with NO FUSS. I showed him the plate I'll use, smaller than a saucer, so it's not like I'm insisting he eats a great deal of anything. He agreed.
Today Seiju and Harry and I went out to our local ramen/Chinese restaurant that we all like. (Yoshi was with a friend.) Harry ordered ramen and specified that it should come without beansprouts or onions, which I let slide. We warned him that he would have to eat the steamed spinach that comes as a topping in that shop. He agreed. I actually had him repeat the words "I will eat the spinach on the ramen" so he couldn't claim he'd never agreed. The food came, and he promptly removed the spinach to another plate, claiming he'd eat it later. Of course he didn't. When Seiju offered to help him he folded his arms and clamped his lips.
We sat for an hour past the time we'd finished, and he refused to eat it. Finally I gave him a five minute deadline and told him that if he didn't eat the spinach by then, he would not come with us to that restaurant again for a year. That is not to say that we won't go. He'll just have to sit at home and wait for us. He flatly and not-so-silently refused. So I picked up the spinach in a bit of plastic and we went home, him screaming and sobbing all the way.
Seiju has completely lost patience with him and has said that if Harry doesn't eat the spinach (we are talking about 5g of the bloody stuff) then he's not getting any food from us at all. So dinner time rolls around. I made a high tea style meal with scones and jam, fruit and yoghurt as we'd all had lunch out. Harry loves scones. Well, except when he decides that they are evil poison and must not be touched. :(
I warned him in advance that he was not going to ruin any more mealtimes with his sobbing and spitting, so he had from now until dinner was ready to get the spinach eaten or he'd have to sit in his room while we ate. (About 40 minutes.) No dice. Sat there with his arms folded and waves of hate coming out at me, then sobbed, then kicked, screamed and wailed as I removed him to his bedroom. Seiju went in and told him that we both agree and this will go on as long as he wants it to.
We ate, and then said Harry could come down again. The table is now cleared, no more food is available till tomorrow morning, and he's watching TV. He is SO STUBBORN.
I know you shouldn't get yourself into this kind of position with your kids, but he made promises to eat properly, to not make a fuss and to just grow the hell up a bit that he didn't manage to keep for more than about three days during which I was foolish enough to cook only food that he likes.
Lovely times here right now. GRRRRRR