My daughter plays with her food. She gives them all names, invents elaborate stories for them, dresses them up. It could go on for hours. Very entertaining!
At lunch yesterday, she named her peeled corn dog “Brandon”. (No phallic speculation, please!) Brandon’s mommy apparently wanted him to wear a tutu, which he was none too happy about. But after multiple time outs, mommy won out and Brandon wore his tutu…part of the corn bread coating that had been peeled off beforehand. He then swirled and swayed to a rousing rendition of “Let it Go!” before finally having his head bitten off by a wicked witch.
My parents used to scream and yell and spank/ground me for playing with my food. I have vivid memories of this and of the starving children in Africa that were conjured up in minds guilty eye. So, I am torn about teaching my kids good table manners vs. letting their creativity flow. How do you make a distinction, draw that line for a preschooler?
She should not play with her food. She has tons of other things play with. Still, it is so darn cute, I find it hard to put a stop to it. I will redouble my efforts to be a good parent.