We struggle with mealtime in this house. Like big time. I may have the world's pickiest 6 year old when it comes to food. He is a creature of habit and hates being served something new. I can't tell you the number of times he and my husband have gotten into stale mates, both stubborn, waiting for the other to cave. Over a plate of macaroni and cheese. Also, it should be noted that my husband is more than a little picky when it comes to food as well, and has no problem turning away food he doesn't want to try. (Geez, I wonder where my son gets it!)
Having one meal for the whole family is usually not going to happen, but I am making a huge effort this year to try and get closer to that. I continue to offer new foods, I pick one night a week where this is the battle I choose to fight (after a 12 hour day away from home), and we are making progress, although small. This past year my son has finally started eating meals he "doesn't like". He'll fight me on it, but he'll eat it. And he doesn't hate it.
This morning, I had a small victory but it felt like a huge victory. I made one meal for breakfast, and all 4 of us actually ate it. Nobody complained, there were no tears, and nobody starved. Seriously, this may be the first time this has happened in the 6 years of my son's life. Breakfast was protein pancakes with powdered sugar (or syrup for my husband), blueberries, and bacon. That's it. Now tomorrow I could serve the same thing and I'd probably have at least one complaint, but for now, I'm taking it as a win. A small victory in my long, tiring battle with my son and food. But the consistency paid off today, and for that I'm thankful.
What small victory did you win this weekend that you're taking as momentum into the week?