That’s where I find myself.
Between a fork and a chopstick.
And that’s where I come to you today asking for some momma advice.
I love the way these boys eat.
ok in truth….I could do without the slurping…..gag
but other than that I have no problem with it.
But here’s where I am stuck…
will other people have a problem with it?
I’m starting to notice that that is becoming the case.
Kids are starting to make comments at school….Boo. Hiss. Not cool.
Will their future spouses mind?
Reason for divorce?
Well your honor, he won’t get his head out of his plate.
Should I enforce a when in Rome type of eating philosophy and allow only “western” style table manners?
Or let them be who they are and celebrate that.
works for me.
There are bigger fish to fry if you ask me.
Nonetheless I can’t shake the feeling that perhaps not changing these habits to more fit in with the norm isn’t doing them any favors.
On the off chance you are totally unfamiliar with what the heck I am talking about,
Allow me to give you a quick overview of Eating in the East in 3 easy steps.
Even if you have a chair,
squat on the chair.
Do not bring your fork/chopstick to your mouth, bring your mouth to your plate.
Or over-correct the other direction.
Up to you.
When you do this,
this is the view the people eating with you will have of you at the table.
So Joshua, how was your day? “mmphgoerioejohal”
Cereal, soup, sandwich, doesn’t matter.
Couple this with one cleft kiddo and all of the smacking and picking and work to get food removed from all of the hardware and crevices in your mouth every few bites and it’s a wonder we can have any conversation at dinner over all that noise.
This whole process intrigues me.
It downright fascinates me.
So what to do.
What to do.
Let em be, or “Americanize” them in the ways of us.