However, I didn't think I'd end up with a Randy -- the kid from A Christmas Story:
"Every family has a kid who won't eat. My kid brother had not eaten voluntarily in over three years."I loved this movie since I was a kid, but I always thought this scene was odd -- a kid that won't eat? Really??? They have to EAT!
An odd scene... until I had a kid who won't eat. Now I have a Randy.
My son has not voluntarily eaten dinner in months. Every night it's... "How many bites?" "I don't like it" "I'm done." "I'm not done!" "I DID eat it!" Every third night he stuffs too much in his mouth -- on purpose -- and chokes on it. I have that "finger sweep" down. I've caught half-chewed food in my hand more times than I would like to count. I've smacked my son on the neck/back enough times that the boy doesn't even react to it.
Now, don't think that my son is starving; I call him the snack monster. Fruit bars, bananas, milk and raisins -- apparently this is the food of the gods. I have restricted his snack intake (no snacks before meals) but this seems to have no affect on mealtime. One evening, he really, really, really wanted these baked Cheetos. We made a deal: you eat everything on your plate, you can have the Cheetos. He even placed the Cheetos right in front of him as motivation. He had a 1/2 cup of pasta, one hot dog, and a 1/4 cup of corn -- a preschooler's DREAM meal. He couldn't do it; he didn't even get close. No Cheetos for you, young man.
Well, let's hope it's just a phase.