Thanksgiving is always a fun time of year for us . We spend the extra long weekend visiting with both sides of the family. We usually end up spending a night or two at my in-law’s house, and with the 10 of us it’s usually a pretty enjoyable time. Lots of food (love the turkey leftovers by the way), laughter and plenty of people besides Zach and myself to keep Xander entertained.
This year I though Xander would finally start to appreciate the deliciousness of this holiday, but boy was I wrong. We drove to my in-law’s house on Wednesday afternoon (more truck repairs for my husband, but that’s a much longer blog post). Xander ate 1/2 a piece of bread with some butter on it for dinner. Yep, I feed my kid the healthy stuff…
On Thursday morning I convinced Xander to eat 1/2 a poptart. We drove to my parents house (the next town over - not a far drive) for Thanksgiving dinner. Xander turned his nose up at all things Thanksgiving related on the table - no turkey, no squash, no mashed potatoes, no cranberry sauce - nothing. He ate about 3 bites of pie, mostly whipped cream… Then we returned to the in-laws.
I should note at this point that Xander’s typical daily schedule consistes of lunch around 11:30am which is directly followed by a nap from 12pm-2pm(ish). On weekends we try to keep to this schedule as much as possible, but when Thanksgiving dinner is scheduled for 1pm, nap time tends to get shifted. This year, he fell asleep about 10 minutes before we arrived back at the in-law’s house. I attempted to continue the nap in the house, but that was a complete failure. So, the kid who had gone to sleep at 10pm the night before (the cousins arrived around 9pm, and he was way too wired to go to sleep after they walked in), and woke up at 7am did not nap on Thanksgiving day. Yep, that was a fun afternoon/evening…
On Thursday evening the family picked through turkey leftovers and sides. Xander refused to eat anything at all. Finally at 9pm we got Xander to sleep. Friday morning arrived, and Xander ate exactly 3 bites of a poptart. I offered him toast, cereal, fruit, etc., but he wasn’t interested. The in-laws made a delicious roast beef for Friday. We stuffed ourselves full of turkey (left over), roast beef, squash, mashed potatoes, corn, green bean casserole, cranberry sauce, etc. Xander once again, refused all things Thanksgiving - including pie. He did get excited about the 1/2 piece of bread and butter we put on his plate, but immediately became disinterested when it bumped some squash and a corner turned orange…
I didn’t even attempt to feed him Friday night - we didn’t eat that Thanksgiving dinner until almost 3pm, and he certainly wasn’t complaining about being hungry… Again, the late meal throws the whole idea of a nap out the window, but I’m at least able to get Xander to sleep around 8pm, though he wakes frequently and doesn’t settle down until I finally give up and stay in the room with him.
Saturday morning rolls around, and Xander won’t even eat a poptart. I finally make him 1/2 a peanut butter & jelly sandwish for lunch and much to my surprise, he eats almost all of it! We head for home that evening, and Xander turns into a completely different kid. He eats his entire dinner. The next day he nearly cleans his plate for lunch. Sunday evening, he asks for seconds and thirds! Who is this kid - certainly not the one we brought with us to Thanksgiving festivities…
We never made a big deal out of how little Xander was eating, but I was disappointed that he isn’t able to appreciate Thanksgiving yet. I’ve read a few blog posts reminding us that kids don’t really like all that stuff we whip out for Thanksgiving, but I don’t remember feeling like that as a kid - I always loved turkey and squash, and who doesn’t love pie?? Maybe next year Xander will at least sample some of this tasty holiday…