I try not to worry too much about Scooter's eating habits. He is extremely picky and eats from a limited repertoire, but at least he does get some fruit and will take the multi-vitamins we have for him.
Nevertheless, I have moments when I despair of Scooter ever expanding what he is even willing to have on a plate near him.
Yesterday, I cooked up a crockpot full of black beans, knowing I will need some for a dinner later in the week. After letting them cool and dividing them into 2-cup portions, I had another 1/2 cup or so left.
A bit later I was struck with inspiration. There was a point when Scooter would eat cheese quesadillas. And his favorite preschool lunch had always been black-bean burritos (which I have never recreated to his satisfaction). We have both white corn tortillas and Mexican cheese on-hand, so I tried to approach the topic nonchalantly.
Mouse (shuffling around the kitchen): Hey, Scooter. Would you like to have a quesadilla?
Scooter (playing on the computer at the kitchen bar): Um, I don't like quesadillas.
...pause...
What's a quesadilla?
Mouse: It's sort of like a burrito...
Trillian (from the living room): but flat.
Scooter: OK.
So I made the quesadilla, mashing up some black beans away from where he could see them and sprinkling them generously with cheese.
He took the first bite with me holding a quarter of it. And pronounced it "very good." Usually that means he won't eat anymore, but there was more enthusiasm than usual in his voice, so I held out hope. He ended up eating a bit more than half of the quesadilla, unprompted after that first bite.
Hooray!
2 comments:
So funny. "Very good" is one of Bub's favourite expressions as well - as in, "I want some yellow peppers, baloney, and very good crackers!"
Hooray is right! Excellent...
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