Tuesday, June 2, 2009


It appears that no one in this house is capable of making a decision, especially when it comes to food.

For years Bubs and I have have suffered through the inability to decide what we want for dinner or where we want to go eat it. If you peaked in on us on any given Saturday night throughout the history of our relationship you would have seen this:

"Where do you want to go for dinner?"
"I don't know. Where do you want to go?"
"I don't know. Are you in the mood for any particular kind of food?"
"No not really. I'm just hungry. Do you want anything in particular?"
"Let's go to La Fuente."
"Ok, that's where I really wanted to go anyway."
"I know Renee, you always want to go there."
"True, but if you wanted to go somewhere else I would have gone there."
"Yeah but I couldn't think of anything else."

It seems that the inability to make decisions when it comes to food is contagious. Bunny and I have the following conversation at least once a day:

"Momma, I'm hungry."
"What would you like sweetie?"
"I don't know, I'm hungry."
"I can't give you anything if you don't tell me what you want."
"I want something."
"Do you want a banana?"
"No! I want something."
"Do you want a granola bar?"
"NO! I'm hungry!" She is now growing more frustrated with my inability to read her mind and figure out just what it is she is hungry for.
"Do you want an apple?"
Now I am growing frustrated but I am beginning to figure out what she wants, "You can't have any gummi worms right now. Its only 10 am."
"Can I have a popsicle?"
"No sweetie, those are for after dinner."
At this point I go in the kitchen and get some grapes or whatever fruit I have on hand and give it to the Royal Princess I Can't Figure Out What I Want To Eat.
"Thanks, momma. That is just what I wanted."
"I know sweetie."

And don't even get me started on the what do you want to have for lunch conversation. That can last 15 minutes at least.

So the moral of this story is, if you ever invite the But Why Mommy family over for dinner, please, please don't ask us what we want to eat. Just pick something and I'm sure it will be just fine.


michelle said...

You know that sounds suspiciously like our house....We have trouble deciding what to eat too....

Christy said...

That is too funny. I suffer from the opposite - I'm very decisive and have very strong cravings that don't always mesh with what my husband wants to eat...but normally it's pretty easy - we plan our menu a week ahead and so I know what we're all week on Sunday. :)

Kelly L said...

you conversations - sound like ours!




FranticMommy said...

Funny! I sometimes (ok ALL THE TIME) feel like I am running a short-order diner with our 3.5 year old. Mealtimes arrive and I begin the mental/verbal run down of her whole TEN favorite foods until we hit upon one that gets her approval. Then I fill in around that food with other stuuf I hope she'll eat...(she never does, but it makes ME feel better!)

Anonymous said...

You're very funny.

So where do you want to eat when we meet up in Chicago?

Chris said...

Funny, I do all the cooking at home. The boys have a limited amount of things they will eat as opposed to my daughter who will only eat what you are having and off of your plate.