I suspect Mini Proclaims is addicted to Rice Crispies. As well as occasionally putting them in my shoes, or decorating the carpet with them, she does seem to genuinely enjoy eating them. Almost at the expense of anything else.
Generally when I, or Mrs Proclaims are in the kitchen, it’s not unusual to discover our youngest daughter, who is still very much below knee height (on me at least, Mrs Proclaims is considerably shorter so perhaps knee height has been achieved there – I’m not sure it matters really but I’m happy to check and update any interested readers) gripping firmly onto a parental leg with one arm and emphatically gesturing with the Rice Crispies box with her other arm. She is a child of few words (unlike her older sister who was fairly quick on the uptake with the spoken word from an early age and hasn’t stopped talking since) but very good at making herself understood in spite of this.
I have no problem with her love of rice-based cereal, and she’s generally quite happy when we eschew the Kellogg’s variety in favour of the supermarket own brand equivalent, so it’s quite a cost effective meal. But she used to be a good eater, insofar as she would eat a fairly broad and balanced diet. Little Proclaims has also always been a fairly good eater in this respect. As parents we are often the subject of envy from other parents, in terms of just how broad a palate our little ones have. I’m not sure I can take too much credit here genetically – as much I am very much the sort of adult who will consume anything and everything, I was, as a small child, quite picky with my food and and my parents were very much akin to the aforementioned envious parents.
As I tend to be the main meal maker in the house, perhaps my daughters’ enjoyment of food stems from my culinary skills. Although I suspect not, as Little Proclaims, while fairly adventurous in her dietary habits, will often describe the meals that I make for Mrs Proclaims and me as ‘disgusting’.
To be fair, she describes a lot of things as ‘disgusting’. It’s one of her favourite words. And, as previously mentioned, she knows a lot of words, so it is possibly of some concern that ‘disgusting’ finds itself in such regular use.
Mini Proclaims knows far fewer words so would never describe any food as disgusting. She prefers to communicate her disgust by throwing the food on the floor. On balance, I do prefer my older daughter’s method of communication in this respect.
James Proclaims! 
10 responses to “A Daughterly Diet”
Let me reassure you, you will be called lots of worse things than “disgusting” in the long, tiring, and very costly years to come!
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I regularly am called worse things. Fortunately my profession makes for a thick skin
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Ahh…the Food Fights. Modern parenting is different from when I was growing up. I sat there until my plate was clean or else. I tried to do that but my wife would come to their defense if it was “disgusting.” “Eat your peas,” I said, “or you will sit there until they’re gone.” Then my wife would just eat them for the child. My kids do very few things the same way I did with them and are much more tolerant.
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I’m more old school than I thought I would be but sometimes you have to lose for an easier life…
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Forget vocabulary. If a picture paints a thousand words, then a shoe full of rice crispies must be fairly close to a Phd thesis.
It’s mini proclaims’ way of identifying with her mother.
Whereas you being disgusting, well, it’s just disgusting.
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And who am I to argue with that?
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The right to get food into the children… Every parent goes through that, I assure you. I have a teenager here who still refuses to eat anything green, even if it is herbs. Picky as all. One teenager is suspicious of every kind of potato (even fries or crisps), but the third (and oldest) recently began eating whatever is on the menu… It gets better. Or maybe not? I am still a very fussy and picky eater.
As for the communicating skills of mini-proclaims: as long as you understand her, she does not need more words.
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She seems to know this. I’m a picky eater too but isn’t hypocrisy part of parenting?
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You need to introduce Mini P to Rice Krispie Treats. At least that way the cereal won’t end up in your shoes. 🤣😎🙃
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Isn’t there some effort involved in making those? But I suppose I get to eat them too…
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