Jackson adores pesto and many other things that surprise some people.
December 3, 2009
Jackson’s Lunch:
- Orzo with Edamame and Pesto
- Banana
- Carrots
- Drinkable Yogurt
Jackson was sick yesterday and stayed home; therefore, no packed lunch and no post. Today, though, he was feeling great and ready to head out the door.
I’ve had several people over the past few years comment on Jackson’s eating habits. He’s a fantastic eater most of the time. By this I mean he eats mostly what we eat as a family with the exception of very spicy dishes (though my husband looks forward to the day when he and Jackson can share a big dish of habanero laced anything!). Also, he’s usually willing to try new things if they look appealing and are talked up enough. We have, in the past, had periods of hunger strikes on his part, but he always eats when he’s hungry and he’s a good eater.
From the time Jackson started on solid foods, we’ve tried to feed him a wide variety of things. We have been blessed with a good eater. He has loved things like hummus and guacamole from the time he first tried them. He begged for sushi for his third birthday (we held off on raw fish until he was four). He loves eggs any way you can fix them, adores raw veggies, and thinks whole grain bread is the best thing since sliced bread.
If he’s given the choice, however, between raw veggies or potato chips, the potato chips win. He is, after all, human. He doesn’t yet understand the nutritional differences between the two and only knows which he thinks tastes better.
We talk a lot about sugar grams and trans fat, though, and he knows Mommy pretty much avoids them. Since he was two, if he asked for something at the grocery store, and I said, “No, it has trans fat in it,” he’d say, “Oh,” and drop it. But if I’m not there to encourage healthier choices, he doesn’t always know which to choose. That’s something I know he’ll eventually learn.
In the meantime, I’ll keep feeding him what I feed him (with the occasional treat—I’m not a fanatic; I’m all about moderation), and I’m lucky enough to have a son who will, for the most part, happily eat it.
