My boys are EXTREMELY picky eaters. Or, "non-eaters" to be more accurate! They live on dry Cheerios, plain waffles, dry toast, applesauce, yogurt, milk, Goldfish, graham crackers, egg yolks- no whites- and occasionally pizza or chicken nuggets. That's it. They have been this way for over a year now and everyone keeps telling me they will grow out of it.
I am beginning to question that.
My husband is also really picky. He does eat a better variety of food than the boys and is far more willing to try new things but he is still pretty limited in his diet.
It must be genetic.
Anyway, my boys won't eat real food. That said, my nickname for Connor is "the goat"- he will eat paper, pool noodles (you know, the Styrofoam ones?)and he can regularly be seen LICKING the carpet. Thanks to our dog for teaching him *that* delightful trick! Casey also enjoys paper- important papers seem to be his favorite- and they both LOVE to chew on socks.
The other night we took the boys up for bath and while I was undressing Connor, Casey quickly crawled away and went to see what our cats were up to. We have 4 cats. Little Lady is the momma to Michael, Junior and Goliath. All the males are pretty large cats. They also all seem to shed wads of fur all over the house. All. The. Time.
So, Casey is on his adventure and I peek around the corner to look for him just in time to see him pick up a gigantic fur ball from the floor and SHOVE it in his mouth without a hesitation. I immediately scrambled over trying to pull the kitten-sized ball of fur out of my toddler's mouth. He attempted to bite my fingers off and I jumped back, shaking my hand and wincing at the teeth imprints he left. I refocused on getting the hair out of his mouth only to find he swallowed it. Oh. My. Gosh! My kid just ate a hairball. Fail.
Not only did he eat the hairball- he also seemed to enjoy it. Immensely. To make that point more clear he smacked his lips a few times and then smiled at me. He looked content and I felt nauseous.
Pasta? No way!
Vegetables? Not a chance!
But a rogue hairball on the carpet- DELICACY!
I'm still waiting to find that one in a diaper.
Ahh, the joys of motherhood.