(originally posted May 22, 2013)
When my daughter began eating real people food (i.e. not goopy baby mess), she took a liking to a staple of my morning diet: toast. We’d cut it in fours, and she eat it from the center out- sometimes devouring the whole thing, sometimes leaving the crust. When having a bite of my toast, she’d take the first bite sometimes- and, not having cut my own piece of toast in fours, she’d get a mouthful of crust- and be fine with it.
I like the crust. The end of the loaf of french bread? Yes. A big, chewy and doughy end to my slice of pizza? Sign me up. The heel of a normal, store-bought loaf? Sure, sometimes it’s the best piece in the batch. You see, my love affair with bread does not end when the end begins. My wife on the other hand…
At some point, I became aware of the fact that my wife, when making Miss K some toast, would cut all the crusts off- stating that she didn’t like the crust. It had never been a problem, I thought, when she didn’t want the crust she wouldn’t eat it. Then I realized that when I made her toast- she wanted no crust. When asking for/demanding a bite of mine, I had to bite around the outside first, so as to remove the crust from her bite.
Pizza crust now had to be removed from the pizza, and often times the plate before eating commenced. Another trait taken from my wife– no she doesn’t remove it prior to eating, but it’s no secret she never eats the crust, leaving her plate littered with “pizza bones,” as I like to call them.
So it would seem as though my little girl, in the course of about a year, has gone from “crust-eater” to “crust-not-minder” to “completely-crust-adverse.” And I am not making any BONES about who’s to blame.
It’s come to a head recently, when taking a waffle out of the toaster (yes I feed my child frozen waffles, judge me if you must), K asks to me to remove the crust. After trying many times to explain to her that waffles don’t have crust- I now peel off any parts of the waffle that may be deemed by her majesty as crust. Not limited to the extreme edges- any overly brown/darker part of the waffle that could be construed as such is subject to removal.
I don’t like to play the blame game, but I am looking squarely at you, wifey. So many things in this life can be blamed on me, but I am throwing my hands up with this one. When it comes to bread products, I’m in it til the ends.