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Feast for triplets

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Cooking for crowds is never easy. You have to make bulk food, and you miss some of nuance that goes into making just a couple of entrees for two or three people.

I remember when the kids first started eating solids, I would puree various food items and freeze them. Pop out a cube and, ta-da! Dinner. Squash, peas, meats of various colors, pears, peaches, blueberries and combinations of all of these - it wasn't pretty, but it got the job done.

But they keep growing. And as they grow, they eat more. So those little cubes of food don't work so well anymore. And like everything, this change isn't bad exactly. It means they're eating regular food people food. But it means I have to make that much more people food. And I have to share it. 

Except I'm not sharing it with people who appreciate the time and effort that goes into creating the offering. Cooking in and of itself can be a challenge if the trio is awake and catches on to what I'm doing. They are magnetically drawn to what Mama is doing which would be flattering if they weren't super curious about how the knife alters the potato or what is causing the bubbles in the frying pan. Kids reach for things that are interesting to them. Boo-boos, for the most part, are abstract concepts. They hear their parents talk about them all the time. Here's an example of a post-timeout debriefing with the boy:

Dad: Why are you in time out?

Innocent-looking boy: Don't jump on couch. Get big boo-boo.

At this point, Dad sighs, because the boy is right, but he doesn't get it. There is no way to make the kid understand what big boo-boo we're trying to avoid. I can tell them not to grab things on the counter, but I don't think the lesson is going to be absorbed until they pull a gallon of milk onto their heads. As long as it doesn't involve stitches or the burn ward, I can deal with most minor accidents. But it does make cooking difficult while they're up more of a challenge.

At my house, bulk cooking is the way to go. Even though it's technically only there to feed five people, you want the leftovers to last you awhile. So casseroles, stews, pots of pasta are all items on the menu.

Unfortunately, what's on my menu isn't what is on everyone's menu. Introducing new foods can be amazingly difficult. Well, not for the boy the boy will eat anything. But for the girls, if they haven't eaten it for two weeks straight it's suspect.

One time, I made macaroni and cheese. From scratch. It was creamy and delicious. It was some of the most divine macaroni and cheese I had eaten in my life. And one of my girls wouldn't take bite one of it. She hit the spoon out of my hand and yelled at me as though I was offering her poison. Thank goodness I had the boy to bolster my spirits (he ate it, and asked for more).  

But just because you lose a battle doesn't mean you've lost the war. Getting the girls to eat is possible, but you have to look at the long game. You just need to get her to realize you aren't offering her poison. It takes awhile.

And we did get there. Now, she will eat the mac and cheese I make. She even asks for more, with gusto. There's still no movement on the creamy pasta front, but there's still time.


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