Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Thinking Outside the Box

Spoon: a common eating utensil, or item of cutlery, somewhat like a small spade, with a bowl-shaped end on a handle, that occurs in a number of sizes and forms. Its main [purpose is] for conveying food to the mouth... Wikipedia
Well, maybe in some places. Places more civilized than my dining room. So far this lunch time, spoons have been used to: - spray lasagna across the dining room table - beat on the table top - beat against the metal legs of the high chairs - GA-DING-CHINGA-CHINGA-DING!!! - beat on your friend's head - AAAAH! - stir lasagna - play peek-a-boo - play "I drop it, you pick it up" - dip into your friend's bowl - conduct an imaginery orchestra - smear cheese sauce on Anna's stuffed toy - propel cheese through the air (off the back of the spoon) - gag oneself - knock your bowl off the table - impale your friend's bib Which is why Mary has just declared lasagna to be finger food. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ © 2006, Mary P

10 Comments:

Blogger Juggling Mother said...

everything is finger food!

11/14/2006 03:53:00 PM  
Blogger Ms. Huis Herself said...

Oh yeah, those are fun days.

I've had to say to Pumpkin, "Use your spoon or your fingers; don't just try to eat it off the plate," so I can relate to the "more civilized than my dining room" experience, too! There's grazing as in eating lightly, but then there's grazing as in lowering your head and munching!

11/14/2006 05:09:00 PM  
Blogger Tracey said...

LOL!

11/14/2006 07:59:00 PM  
Anonymous Jennifer said...

Ack! I KNOW! Jas just started solids last week and, man-o-man, does that lil' girl have a grip. Since getting a hold of her feeding spoon she insists on having her own at each meal - banging it, gagging herself, dropping it, smearing schtuff all over the place...I could go on and on. What's more: big brother thinks her antics are so amusing that he, too, has begun coming up with his own.

Being filipino you'd think I'd be more apt to give in to eating with our hands!!! Ha!

11/15/2006 02:02:00 AM  
Blogger Lady M said...

A surprising number of things have become finger foods now. Oddly, Q doesn't like to have sticky hands, so even when he wants to pick up the food with his fingers, he'll insist on having his hands wiped regularly!

11/15/2006 03:54:00 AM  
Blogger Mamacita Tina said...

Don't forget, to shovel sauce and cheese into one's ears. Declaring most meals as finger foods can save one's sanity.

11/15/2006 07:50:00 AM  
Blogger Mary P. said...

JugglingMother: Quite right. I give them spoons to get the idea across, but I don't expect any significant ingesting to occur as a result. Not with this age! But after today's debacle, it is quite clear that the entirely wrong idea is getting across, so I think we'll put them aside for a bit...

MsHuis: I've seen that! Face right into the bowl. Happily, that did not happen this meal, though Anna did put hers atop her head, like a hat. Good thing she'd emptied it by then. She's a very efficient bowl-emptier, that girl. (Into her stomach, I mean!)

Tracey: Hello, new commenter!

Jennifer: For the baby, you can give her her own spoon (two, if you need to keep both hands busy). Often that helps distract her from the Real Spoon, the one with the food in it. As to her big brother? That's more challenging! LOL

(Do Filipinos traditionally eat with their hands more than N. Americans? I confess my ignorance here.)

LadyM: I've had kids like that, who want their hands washed throughout a sticky procedure (eating or crafts). If you're washing his hands more than once at the end of the meal, you have more patience than I do. Or maybe it comes out even: you clean one kid five times per meal, I clean five kids once!

MamacitaTina: Most meals are finger meals with children this age. The spoons were only teaching tools, just giving them the idea. But given the results, I think I'll just leave them in the drawer for another month...

11/15/2006 08:11:00 AM  
Blogger Lauren said...

Well played! Spoons are catapults, fingers are paintbrushes - no matter what you do the grass is always cleaner on the other side of the fence. Kids should come with built-in cannulas for intravenous feedings.

11/15/2006 01:47:00 PM  
Blogger Perichoresis said...

Heh, reminds me of the days when I learned how to use chopsticks. Thankfully, I was 6 by then, so I don't think I could've caused that much trouble.

Just sticking them in my ears, nose, through my hair, using them as a catapult with the edge of the table, harpooning my food (as opposed to picking it up), and banging them against everything. ;)

11/15/2006 02:25:00 PM  
Blogger Kristen said...

Oh my. I know you think you're not that patient, but it's times like this that I think you underestimate yourself. I think I would have lost it: ENOUGH WITH THE SPOONS AND THE FOOD THROWING ALREADY!!!!

Oh wait. I say that kind of thing pretty regularly even now...with no toddlers around. SIGH.

11/16/2006 01:51:00 PM  

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