re: “My child isn’t picky. His brain just won’t let him try new foods”

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I couldn't be picky bc if I was I wouldn't eat.

My parents were not going to make two or three meals lol.

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I was a super picky eater, but wouldn’t demand my own meal. I’d just not eat what I didn’t like. And if it couldn’t be isolated I’d eat/make for myself something we already had. Even going as far down as eating rice mixed with ketchup lol

This person is a picky eater, that person minds other people’s business instead of their own.

We all have our flaws.

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t’s funny because you’re not joking

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I'm pretty sure he's making fun of me, except my kids had their eating habits down before the divorce. My eight year old was the kid that asked for salmon flying to Europe.

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This can create some serious repercussions and psychological issues. Just FYI.

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Yeah I’m not doing this to a girl child. It’s best God didn’t give me boys.

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I grab him by his face and shove a bite in his mouth.

Seriously.

If I let my wife cater to him he'd only eat candy, cheese, noodles and chicken tenders.

Instead he had hog head cheese on a biscuit for breakfast.

Why? Because 18 months ago I shoved a bite into his mouth while he was screaming.

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Thanks for the job security.

In all seriousness, the step-kid is on the spectrum but is high functioning. She has some texture issues to the point that she'll have difficulty swallowing certain foods. When I fix meals with chicken, it has to be really shredded or she won't eat it.

That said, she will try a couple of bites of just about anything and we've really opened up the range of foods that she'll eat. If she doesn't like it, we get her to tell us what she doesn't like about it. And we sub with something she'll eat that's healthy but isn't fixing a whole arse other meal. It took awhile of having to break her of wanting McDonald's whenever she wouldn't eat something because that's what her Mom does with her and that's part of the reason she was super restrictive at first (she knew she'd get the McDs). She won't starve eating the occasional meal of turkey and cheese.

When she's with us part of the time, I'll let her pick out some dinners she likes that I fix. But if it's in the summer/during breaks when we have her a lot more often, she knows that if it's a night we're eating something she won't eat I'll have stuff so she can fix herself a sandwich instead.

It's also worth noting kids can be picky by nature up until they're around 7-8 and then that's when you have to consider there could be some other issues going on.

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I grab him by his face and shove a bite in his mouth.

Seriously.

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Those therapy sessions will be interesting

after reading this thread i have concluded that we're either lucky with great kids, good parents, or some mix of the two. I lead to lucky.

No spectrums, no eating disorders, no anxiety, no need to carry epi pens, no physical / health issues, etc with all A's , extra curricular participation, sports, and great reports all around.

That being said, not sure I would put up with picky eaters. I cook as a hobby and my kids tell me how fun it is and how most of their friends don't have that.

I did have to do the "eat it or go hungry" thing early in their childhood, but it didn't take long to break their will.

I think it is pretty much a brain thing. Kids know what they like and are tricked into trying shite like broccoli and Brussel sprouts and learn to mistrust adults in the culinary area. Most come around as they age and become more mature but most kids are pretty comfortable with very little variety or even flavor in what they eat. Its probably more in tune with how humans ate for most of our existence...variety was probably not nearly as important as having something in your belly....

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I very vividly remember as a kid I didn't like the meat portion of the meal because of how "meaty" it tasted. I think that's why you see a lot of kids opt for grilled cheese or ultra processed nuggets that don't taste meaty.

Burgers are my favorite food on earth nowadays, but I went most of my childhood hating them (besides McDonalds) because the meat was too strong.

Also, some people kinda suck at cooking and serve shite quality food.

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God love my Mom (rest her soul), but her hamburgers were well-done pucks. And I tried to eat them, but just couldn't. And honestly, a lot of the vegetables we got weren't fresh but canned and cheap in bulk (we grew up poor) so it wasn't exactly appealing.

The first time I had legitimately seasoned, roasted Brussels Sprouts it was a mind blowing. But it wasn't until I was an adult.

I was also not a fan of onions. I like the flavor of onions cut up into a dish where they dissolved but like a McDonald's burger? Inedible.

Mashed potatoes was another big one but that was primarily due to having someone at my preschool. Literally shove it in my mouth like the guy above described. It didn't affect me outside of mashed potatoes but it took me a long time to be able to eat them, but the texture was also a big part of that. Mushy is not my thing.