Michael is 17 and I sometimes forget he is likely still growing. He goes through phases. Sometimes he will eat very little for days. Then... he turns into an eating machine.
On Monday night, he ate a chicken pot pie. Then over the course of the next few hours he ate 4 bananas and some ice cream.
Yesterday was exceptionally cold. Weirdly cold spring day.
Michael came home from school, and ate a large bagel I had bought him.
We had to go to the drugstore. Somewhere in there he ate a Little Debbie Honey Bun. Or three.
He came back and went out to ride his bike before dinner. Wearing two shirts and lord knows how many pairs of pants.
He was late getting home for dinner and I was quite ticked. However, he ate a big piece of poached salmon and a big helping of mashed potatoes, and a little creamed spinach. And possibly a Honey Bun when I wasn't looking.
An hour goes by and we are watching a movie. Suddenly, he eats a Klondike bar and half a big bag of potato chips.
He doesn't give Lola any chips. She is disgusted. She usually gets a chip, or three.
This morning I figured he wouldn't be all that hungry, since he ate so much yesterday. Hahaha! Silly, delusional me.
I fixed him a fried egg and a piece of toast. He ate the egg carefully and used the toast to sop up the yolk. Lola observed this with great disgust. (Cleaning up eggy plates is actually her job...)
I reminded him that we needed to get in the car and go to school. He said he was still hungry.
He ate three more pieces of toast, slathered with Nutella. One he ate while at the kitchen counter. The other two, I put in a napkin. I told him he'd have to come get IN the CAR before he'd get to eat them.
We get in the car to go to school. He puts on his prosthetic, eats the Nutella toasts, and pulls an apple out of his pocket - all this in the space of about 5 minutes.
He proceeds to eat the entire apple - including seeds and core. He may have eaten the stem, too. Not sure. Russians don't waste any part of the apple, y'all.
Now I am pondering what to make for dinner. I am thinking about going to the farmer's market and getting him some pilmeni [Russian ravioli type dumpling]. He can eat a plate of pilmeni that would choke a horse.
Or.... an entire chicken? An entire cake??
An entire box of Honey Buns.... or three?!?
He's already far taller than I am.
If he falls asleep on the couch tonight while we are watching a movie I will know... he is definitely growing..