Mealtimes in our household are tough. Our daughter probably throws as much food on the floor as she gets in her mouth; it takes forever to get her to eat a meal and she spends most of the time trying to stand up in her high chair. We’ll harness her in if we have to but then she’s so focused on trying to unstrap herself that she forgets about eating altogether. It certainly can be a frustrating experience. I spend most of my time trying to figure out what to feed my daughter to make sure that she has a healthy, balanced meal (though we often fall short of that) and the rest of the time trying to keep her in the high chair during these meals.
My husband, though, doesn’t seem as interested in this. On the mornings that he gets up earlier than I do, I walk out into the living room to find breakfast was a half eaten banana on the floor and various snacks strewn about the room. His idea of giving her a meal is handing her a box of crackers and letting her have at it.
Exhibit A:
Not exactly the most structured mealtimes ever. While it’s true that trying to feed her a meal in her highchair can make us want to tear our hair out, it’s something that she has to learn to do eventually and it seemed that my husband agreed with me when we discussed it. Yet, the other night when I had to work late and he was responsible for giving her dinner, wanna guess what that was like?
That’s right, she pretty much looks like a wild animal who just crawled out of the jungle and has stumbled upon a scrap of food on the ground. So, yeah…dinner was cold pizza on the living room floor. Looks like I’m going to have to take over all meals from now on unless I want our daughter growing up thinking she’s basically just like one of our dogs.
Couldn’t he have at least ran a hairbrush through her hair? LOL Men just don’t think right about certain things huh? What a cutie she is!!
But she’s so CUTE… he probably couldn’t take his eyes off her long enough to make a meal.
SHE IS VERY CUTE. HOW ABOUT SOME BASIC PARENTING. SHE SITS NICELY AND GETS TO EAT – PERIOD. WHY THE BATTLE. NOW THAT’S ALL SHE KNOWS HOW TO DO IN THE CHAIR. BEING PUT IN THE CHAIR MEANS IT IS TIME TO EAT. TRUST ME IN THAT WHEN SHE IS HUNGRY ENOUGH SHE WILL SIT NICELY. TRY IT AND STAY TRUE TO THE END RESULT. THEN YOU HAVE TO GET YOUR HUSBAND ON BOARD.
You sound like a judgmental ass. Let me guess, you’re somewhere between 55-70 and you think you know everything. This was an adorable entry and you had to ruin it with your attitude.
I have to say that I love love love the premise of your blog. I stumbled on it when we both made a comment on the Stinkerpants blog and I was looking for new blog friends.
The picture of your daughter eating that piece of pizza is priceless! Husbands truly are very annoying at times.
Thanks Katie! I’ll be sure to check out your blog!
Also, funny that you mention the Stinkerpants blog because just today I wrote about Stinkerpants and the awesome picture that Sara did for our daughter’s first birthday… http://talesfromthepeanutgallery.wordpress.com/2011/09/28/peanuts-birthday-present/
At least your child doesn’t kick and scream while in the high chai. My husband always takes him out when he cries or screams so now he know that’s all he does when he wants out of the high chair. My husband agreed to a lot of things in child rearing…..until recently when my son is learning how to get his way. Therefore I’m the “bad guy”. My son is 16 mos old.
Oh girl, lol….i have 5 kids (11, 8, 7, 6, and 16 months) my husband treats my 4 older children like they are in boot camp at dinner time “hurry up, turn around, sit right, feet in front, elbows off the table, eat all ur food or go to bed, use your fork right, etc, etc…” My youngest eats anything and everything while walking around, spilling and pouring it all over my brand new carpet. His newest thing is getting a mouth full of his drink, then just spits it out everywhere. All the while, i can’t say a thing about it, or I am left dealing with everything on my own, while he goes on a parenting strike.
at least dogs have a bowl, lol…that hair is funny, check for fleas…just kidding, some men are just sense less…good luck!
Have faith, your constant desire to raise your daughter up in a way to help her understand what is acceptable and what is not will not go by the wayside because Dad is a pushover.
My kids are 12-21 now. I had similar issues with my ex, and it turns out it was less his lack of understanding how to help our children develop self discipline and good table manners, it was his total disregard of my feelings about parenting. Hum, now he was an annoying husband.
15 years from now, some of her fondest memories might be when Dad let her eat off the floor when mom was gone. And, you will have a lovely young woman with great table manners. Hang in there.
This is where I get to annoy my husband a little. Our highchair sticks to the table because I didn’t trust the huge one with wheels. I will lock our kid in there, cut up his food, give him a fork, and let him have at it. I’ll sit with him long enough to eat mine, but he takes forever. I’ll sit a few feet away from him and pretty soon hear the “plop, splash” of food landing on the floor. At first, I would clean up the food and wipe the floor, but day after day of this drove me crazy. I would sometimes leave all the leftover floor meals for my husband to clean up. I’ll be glad when he’s old enough to know better, but for now I don’t want to upset his meal times by fussing at him. Now I mostly sit with him til he’s done, but I still occasionally wait til I hear the food fall to go get him out.
My husband will let him sit in there all day and then forget to change his diaper. I really don’t trust my husband alone all day with our toddler. I hope that changes.
Oh man this is hilarious. I can totally picture it & relate.
This is true. You are hilarious!
Great story! The wild animal part sent me into a fit of laughter! I just started a blog and am trying to get it all figured out so I found you while searching for funny blogs! I may even have to submit my own annoying husband story! Thanks for sharing!