Mi hijo es selectivo con la comida, no le gusta el pollo por la piel blanca, pero curiosa o extrañamente puede comer con tranquilidad patas de pollo, come pescado, pero debe ser bien frito, la carne la come, pero consume más la carne molida, no le gusta mucho el arroz, le gusta la pasta y el pan, aunque no la consume a diario tiene preferencia por estos alimentos, como la mayoría de los niños que conozco.
Él por su condición con la comida y algunas bebidas, Mi Sebas en sus 7 años de vida feliz no había probado la comida chatarra, no le gusta el perro caliente y se niega a probarlo, cosa que tampoco me molesta en realidad, es un tipo de “comida” que visualmente no le atrae, así sea solo el pan con la salchicha, simplemente no le gusta.
Hace unas semanas quizás motivado por algunos de los programas que ha visto, me comento que quería comer hamburguesas, me sorprendió un poco lo enérgico de su petición, realmente como popularmente decimos aquí en Venezuela “me tenia un hijo hecho con ese tema”
Sebas tan especifico cada vez que me hablaba del tema me comentaba: mamá quiero comer hamburguesas -con esos ojitos como quien descubre algo nuevo- y lo quiero así: pan, lechuga, jamón, queso, carne y el pan de semilla. Así describía su hamburguesa deseada.
Durante un par de semanas estuvo mi hijo anhelando el día de ir a comer su deseada hamburguesa, hasta que mama pudo hacer ese deseo realidad...
Él estaba super emocionado, feliz, y mamá doblemente feliz, por más pequeño que sea siempre cumplir algunos deseos a los hijos genera satisfacción, su carita de felicidad no tiene precio, por lo general habla mucho y sobre este tema no sería la excepción, mientras íbamos camino al sitio iba comentando lo deliciosa que seria, describiéndola como en otras oportunidades como seria esa hamburguesa indicando cada pieza como rompecabezas encajando cada una sobre la otra para formar la hamburguesa perfecta para él, y sobre todo ansioso por llegar,- cuanto falta mama- yo falta poco .
Llegamos al local de comida y el casi que se hacía cargo de solicitar el servicio, converse con la chica que nos atendió, y en una de esas me mira y me dice -le dijiste como la quiero- para el ese momento debía ser perfecto jajaja me pareció cómico, finalmente hice el pedido.
Minutos mas tarde nos traen la hamburguesa tan anhelada, hay aspectos importantes en este deseo:
Quería la hamburguesa entera, en su mente no podía estar picada en dos, pero era muy grande hasta para mí y pedí a la chica picar en dos partes, previo a esto tuvimos unos minutos debatiendo sobre picarla o no hasta que acepto, yo sabía que así no la podía comer.
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Degusto su hamburguesa, daba gusto ver su rostro iluminado con cada bocado, al verlo era notorio la explosión de sabores en su boca, la carne la salsa, porque hasta salsas le echo cosa que me sorprendió porque a su comida normal no le gusta que le echen salsa, para el con mantequilla basta...
Yo estaba muy feliz de verlo, quizás para otros es una simple hamburguesa, para nosotros es mas que eso, es abrirse a nuevas cosas, a probar algo nuevo.
Su expectativa cumplida, la disfruto mucho, mejor de lo que había imaginado, ¡¡y mamá FELIZ!!
Vamos paso a paso, siempre estamos viviendo nuevas experiencias.. ❤️
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My son is selective with food, he does not like chicken because of the white skin, but curiously or strangely he can eat with tranquility chicken legs, he eats fish, but it must be well fried, meat he eats it, but he consumes more ground beef, he does not like rice very much, he likes pasta and bread, although he does not consume it daily he has a preference for these foods, like most of the children I know.
He for his condition with food and some drinks, My Sebas in his 7 years of happy life had not tried junk food, he does not like hot dog and refuses to try it, something that does not really bother me either, it is a type of "food" that visually does not appeal to him, even if it is just the bread with sausage, he just does not like it.
A few weeks ago perhaps motivated by some of the programs he has seen, he told me that he wanted to eat hamburgers, I was a little surprised by the forcefulness of his request, really as we popularly say here in Venezuela "I had a son made with that subject".
Sebas was so specific every time he talked to me about it, he told me: Mom, I want to eat hamburgers -with those little eyes like someone who discovers something new- and I want it like this: bread, lettuce, ham, cheese, meat and the seed bun. That's how he described his desired hamburger.
For a couple of weeks my son was longing for the day to go eat his desired hamburger, until mom could make that wish come true....
He was super excited, happy, and mom doubly happy, no matter how small it is always fulfilling some wishes to children generates satisfaction, his happy face is priceless, he usually talks a lot and on this subject would be no exception, while we were on our way to the site was commenting how delicious it would be, describing it as in other opportunities as it would be that burger indicating each piece as a puzzle fitting each one over the other to form the perfect burger for him, and above all eager to get, - how long mom - I'm not far away.
We arrived at the food place and he was almost in charge of ordering the service, I talked to the girl who attended us, and in one of those moments he looked at me and told me -you told him how I love it- for him that moment had to be perfect hahaha I thought it was funny, finally I placed the order.
Minutes later they bring us the hamburger so longed for, there are important aspects in this desire:
She wanted the whole burger, in her mind it could not be chopped in two, but it was too big even for me and I asked the girl to chop it in two parts, prior to this we had a few minutes debating about chopping it or not until she accepted, I knew I could not eat it that way.
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He tasted his hamburger, it was nice to see his face illuminated with every bite, when I saw him I could notice the explosion of flavors in his mouth, the meat, the sauce, because I even added sauces, which surprised me because he doesn't like to add sauce to his normal food, for him butter is enough....
I was very happy to see him, maybe for others it is a simple hamburger, for us it is more than that, it is opening to new things, to try something new.
Her expectation fulfilled, I enjoy it very much, better than I had imagined, and HAPPY mom!!!!
We go step by step, we are always living new experiences...❤️
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