My twins are very very different. Like Patty Duke, they're different as night and day. My son is a big galoot of a guy, tall, big boned, a bit chunky, blond hair and blue eyes. He's kinda geeky, introverted, a bit socially awkward, smart as a whip, and so freaking obnoxious he could win prizes.
My daughter is petite, sweet and loving, with such a potty mouth you could just keel over. She's very social, but not adept socially. She has tons of friends, is an extrovert of grand proportions, can't stand to not be doing SOMETHING fun every second of the day, and she's a bit of a dim bulb sometimes. With dark hair and dark eyes, her olive skin makes people assume she's from another culture quite a bit.
The one thing that really sets them apart, and makes them argue more than any other topic is food. OMG you would think they were starving African refugees they way the act around food. My son eats anything that is not nailed down. He is relentless in his ability to eat and eat and eat. Even when he knows that the food he's eating is earmarked for a celebration (say the bowl of potato salad for today's picnic for July 4th) or something that was purchased just for me or the Girl. He will eat anything, even when he knows there will be consequences. He just doesn't care. He is an eating machine. Plus he has no interest in setting something aside if he wants to eat it. His impulsivity around food makes for more trouble than anything else.
His sister is not a big eater, nor does she like most foods. What she does like, she protects viciously. She labels things, she hides food, she will do anything to reserve food for herself. Unfortunately, her brother has no respect for her and will search her room if he's on the lookout for candy or sweets. She always has candy or sweets hidden.
My daughter has taken to counting food. If you ever wanted to live with a really annoying person, find a food counter. It could drive you right into the gin bottle. She knows how much there is of everything, and if there is one morsel missing, she's sure to comment upon it. If she's out, when she returns the first thing she does is take inventory of what he's eaten. She counts everything and nothing escapes her eagle eye.
Now, try and imagine living with this pair. She knows if one crumb of pie is missing and he will eat an entire pie if he can possibly not get caught. It's like living in a constant battle zone. I try to make both sides a bit more respectful of each other, but in truth my son is not going to stop eating like every hour is his last meal and she's not going to accept that he's in this huge growth spurt and needs the food intake. They're not nice to each other. They say hurtful things and in honestly, cannot understand the other's position at all. Or even want to. They're content to keep fighting over food. It gives them something to do.
If truth be told, I'm very concerned about my son's lack of sensitivity regarding food. It drives me absolutely bonkers that he will eat things that he KNOWS are earmarked for a celebration or a special occasion. In our house, he will eat all the leftovers knowing that I might want them for lunch. He'll eat all the ice cream in the house, leaving none for anyone else. Whole containers of cookies disappear. Whole loaves of bread vanish without a trace. He takes food up to his room and leaves the dishes up there until I go ballistic because we have no dishes, glasses or silverware left. The kid is that rude and insensitive.
I can't force him to stop. He doesn't really care that this bothers me and his sister. Stuffing his face is way more important than trying not to take what isn't his. So I have no clue as to how to get them to make peace over food. She's furious that everything she wants to eat disappears before she has a chance to even get a taste. He's furious that we're always pissed at him for taking food and eating it all.
Is there any way to solve this? I can't think of one.
I have friends who padlock their pantry. Some of us are real food Nazis, I guess...
Posted by: suburbancorrespondent | July 04, 2008 at 05:02 AM
I love the way you describe your kids. It's clear you love them to bits, but I warm to a mother who can describe her child as "sort of a dim bulb, sometimes." Ha! (I think she's the soul sister of one of the girls in this house, too...)
I don't think it's being a "food Nazi" to padlock your pantry when the problem gets to this point. Rather than padlocking the entire pantry, could you provide daughter with a padlocked fridge for her room?
When my eldest was going through her pre-adolescent growth spurt, we put a snack container in the fridge, stocked fresh each morning with a few thousand calories worth of nutritious food, mostly to save me from the whining. "I'm huuungry! There's nothing to eeeat!" Somehow, I think this would be inadequate for your boy. Which leaves you what? His own personal snack fridge???
Posted by: Ilona | July 04, 2008 at 07:46 AM
i'm thinking the padlocked fridge or pantry for your daughter ...
and one for you too, if there's something you REALLY want to save from the human garbage disposal.
Posted by: the planet of janet | July 04, 2008 at 12:28 PM
I so remember my son doing the same thing. I found the only safe hiding place was my bra drawer, where no teenage boy would consider placing his hands or looking. For many years, my stash of chocolate and mint oreo cookies were safe with my bras! Always enjoy your posts!
Posted by: quilt crazy | July 05, 2008 at 01:40 AM