by Lincoln
I guess I knew in my mind that you have to teach a child how to do
everything. But
every time I hear about another kind of "training" we need to start doing, I'm thinking to myself: "WOW, that too already?!". Everyone knows that babies don't sleep through the night right away. The first thing I'm always asked is: "Is Arthur sleeping through the night yet?".
YES he is! But no one ever asks if he eats by himself or poops by himself. I guess those particular essential life skills slip the mind!
We've been struggling with trying to "food train" Arthur as
dictated by Dr. Frenchy. While we've normally followed Dr.
Frenchy's advice on most things, we have not been able to subscribe to his methods of food training. According to Dr.
Frenchy, we are to leave a bowl of food in front of Arthur and just let him be. He will figure out how to eat. If he throws the food on the floor, mealtime is over. Limit his food to 3 square meals a day with no snacks in between. If we let him snack, he won't feel hungry, and no lesson will be learned. Dr.
Frenchy certifies that after 10 meals, Arthur will be eating by himself.
We just can't bear the thought of letting Arthur go hungry. I'm not about to let my kid starve!! In addition, there's really no way we're ever going to convince the Grandmas to follow this. Both Grandmas are literally feeding Arthur 5 meals or snacks a day or more. So we've been doing our own method of trying to show Arthur how to eat by himself by guiding his hand with utensil to scoop the food into the mouth. If it doesn't work out, we basically just feed him! Call it the "Half-Assed Frenchy Method".

Normally, after about 30 seconds of mealtime, Arthur is reaching for Liz's bowl or plate and trying to eat off of it. She usually relents and gives him her plate and they share for the rest of the meal. We did try to switch things up by giving Arthur the large "adult" plates while we used the "baby" bowls for ourselves, just to see how he would react. He refused to eat altogether. So much for that experiment!
Nevertheless, after three weeks, it actually seems to be working. While Arthur has not grasped the idea of scooping, he is able to stab at the food with a fork and shove whatever he ends up with into his mouth.
Now that the "food training" is underway with a little bit of success, I've begun to hear the instructions about potty training. Apparently, we are supposed to quit using diapers. If he "goes", he'll feel discomfort and he'll learn not to go in his pants. Of course, we suffer the cleaning consequences.
Expect a far more unpleasant blog entry soon.
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