Eating Machine

I cannot even imagine my grocery bill when this bottomless pit becomes a teenager.  You wouldn’t even believe how much food this child consumes (and how quickly it disappears).  He’ll eat a entire bunch of bananas in a day, all by himself.  He’ll eat three peanut butter sandwiches at a time, along with an apple or two, and a big portion of vegetables.  He can eat half a pizza by himself, and he’s skinny as a rail.  I never seem to actually prepare enough food to fill this child up at any meal, but I’ve been told that school lunches need to definitely be larger (even though I myself couldn’t eat as much food as I stuff in his lunch box; a ton of healthy food goes in there every day . . . the lunch box is packed).  It seems he’s been getting done with his lunch early, and then sneaking down on the cafeteria floor to eat the food that other people drop.  When I heard about this I was revolted, and I said, “Don’t do THAT!  That food is dirty!”

He replied, “But mom, I’d never get enough to eat if I didn’t check for leftover pieces down there.”

I was more than slightly mortified.