Sunday, September 13, 2009

Umm, Yum Yum Yum



I like to watch my children eat. Not candy or cake, no not sticky or dried-up things.

I like to watch them eat strawberries, watermelon, and icy popsicles. Their little bodies maneuvering however necessary to get a tasty chunk captured and stuffed into place. The juice dripping over lips and down chins. Their eyes lighting up, perhaps fueled with the frenetic energy generated by their taste buds.



I feel great pleasure as I watch.

Sometimes it is a guilty pleasure as I can’t help but think how many children in the world have hardly even a bowl of rice to eat each day while my children eat fresh fruits, vegetables, and treats.



Sometimes it is a confused pleasure as I wonder why I am obsessed with watching them as they devour morsels of egg salad sandwiches and spoonfuls of peanut butter. There is always a bit of the food that gets waylaid and ends up decorating their faces like some artist’s masterpiece. I don’t remind them to wipe it off.

Sometimes it is a horrified pleasure as I watch them use two hands to speed up the process, and elbows to protect their treasure from one another, like junkies.



When my oldest son was just three he used words like delicious, scrumptious, delectable, succulent, tasty, and luscious, and of course, yummy. It became a bit of a game coming up with a string of adjectives whenever he ate something enjoyable.



I think the draw for me might be because my children like to eat. They don’t worry about getting food on their fingers or chins. They aren’t distracted by making meal time conversation. They don’t feel compelled to avoid choosing the biggest berry out of politeness. They aren’t trained yet to eat the things they like the least first.



I realize I am making them sound a bit like wild dogs pouncing greedily on their prey but... Well, maybe so. Maybe it is the naturalness of it that I am so enthralled by.


Picture credit... I don't know who the artist is but my friend Dan bought this painting. I'll bet his wife is thrilled.

3 comments:

Anne L.B. said...

Excuse me while I go wash something, somewhere. ;D

DownTownDan said...

You know what I like about this post? It was so out of left field - it's something I had never thought of before. Not ever. I mean, I've thought about people who are gross when they eat. But I never thought about how I enjoy watching little kids eat. Layla is so funny with a popsicle. She gets really intense, and her little hands are so awkward as she tries to maneuver, and she ends up all messy because she can never catch the drips in time. It's comical and charming, and it's a type of cuteness that unfortunately cannot last forever. So thank you for making me stop and just think about that for a few minutes.

L.L. Barkat said...

You make me laugh! :)

Precious pictures.

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