Not too long ago we'd sometimes enjoy a 2 hour meal. It would start with some antipasto. Maybe have some kind of salad or similar. Then a main, probably fish or steak. Wine. Lots of wine. Then some tasty dessert. A leisurely pace.
Now we can have a 2 hour and it can feel rushed. Get the child seated. Start with something that she'll eat because she's hungry, not because she really likes it. Keep on switching foods as each one runs out or falls out of favour. Perhaps there is a peek-a-boo game in there. Try something new while occasionally being yelled "BAH! BAH!" (bread) at. I think that she can eat her weight during a meal, but she seems to poop out as much at the same time. That part is actually sort of frightening. And then when you look at the clock, it's somehow hours later. Governments have risen and fallen. Small eco systems have risen up, produced a mini civilization, and fallen, as most civilizations do. During this time we've tried to scarf down our meal as fast as possible because so much time is devoted to cooking or heating the food, cutting it into tiny pieces, and then slowly doling it out so the munchkin doesn't choke herself that it doesn't feel we have enough time.
We will have 2 hour meals again like we used to. Just not anytime soon. This the new normal.
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