I can remember when my kids were small I would always make sure they had eaten before we took them anywhere. Going to see family, grab something and eat it, many times it was an actual meal. When everyone was full and could not eat another bite off we would go to visit or run errands. We would arrive at our destination and my children would come in and speak to everyone, followed quickly by the phrase , “I am hungry do you have anything to eat?”
This would always be followed with the horrified stares of 2 parents who had just seen our children wolf down enough food at home to feed a starving country for a week and proclaim their absolute fullness. We blink quickly, as the words stammer from our mouths, “You just ate (insert list of ingested foods here) before we walked out the door. You are NOT hungry”
Of course our host would smile and laugh, patting the child on the back before leading them into the kitchen to feed them. Proclaiming the rounded belly was one of a starving Ethiopian and not of one who had just eaten enough to satisfy a 400 lb Sumo wrestler before a match. My husband and I discussing the likelihood of our children actually having tapeworms, because there is no way they could have gotten that hungry that quickly. We went through 3 boys all with the same issue.
Now I have a friend who has 2 boys, and a girlfriend who has 2 girls and I laugh when their kids do her the way mine did me back in the day. They arrive at my house, having just eaten wherever. I pull out dinner or dessert and suddenly they are starving orphans with big eyes and hands out. Both of my friends get that same shocked look, listing all of the foods they put away prior to leaving the house, and yet they can still manage a plate or two more of my cooking. The funniest moment was when my girlfriend Sabrina came over with her 2 boys after having taken them to dinner at a local Mexican place with her daycare boss. Her oldest walked through the door and saw I had made my Cheesy Chicken burritos and both arms went to his side as he screamed, ” She made her chicken and you took me to the Mexican place?? WHY??”
Sabrina stood there, her mouth open, the look of confusion on her face. While I laughed and handed him a plate and fork…
That’s so funny. My oldest son, who is 8, is like a fricken bottomless pit. I swear, he could eat 17 meals a day if I’d let him. I honestly don’t know where he puts it all, but all he says, all day long is “mom, I’m hungry”, so I always, ALWAYS bring snacks with me.
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My son can always eat. We will come home from having dinner at a restaurant and the first thing he will want to do is head to the pantry. WE JUST ATE!! It’s ridiculous. At 1pm on a Saturday he’ll ask what we’re having for lunch. I’ll have to tell him he ate lunch at 11:30 ALREADY! Sheesh! –Lisa
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