Talk about the ultimate backfire

The Monkey brains in the Manchu Han Imperial Feast, Tao Heung Museum of Food Culture, Fo Tan, Hong Kong(Photo credit: Wikipedia)

My three-year-old was being even more of a picky eater than usual. When I was struggling to get her to touch her chicken, I thought providing a less desirable option would do the trick. So I asked her, “Do you want to eat your chicken or

My, she eats those burgers fast!

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One night when we had hamburgers for dinner, my daughter ate two or three–a lot for such a young girl, I thought. She did, however, excuse herself to the bathroom more than once. I figured with all the ketchup, mustard and pickle relish on her fingers, she decided a napkin just wouldn’t do.

It wasn’t until the next day that I learned the true fate of those hamburgers.

I got this one, Dad

Please note: This is not my kid, but you get the idea.

Our two-year-old would not stop dropping food on the floor at meal times. Whether she did it because she found that particular piece inedible, or because she enjoyed studying the spatial relation of the food on her tray versus the pile on the carpet below her, the habit seemed unbreakable. Our best effort at correction was to sternly say, “No,” and lightly rap the back of her hand. This method maintained its desired effect for about five minutes, when our daughter, used to this routine and seemingly impervious to pain, decided to