As a child I hated getting my fingers dirty. With anything, including mud, food, even my own excrement.*
But I loved chocolate biscuits. Dilemma!
When I was very little this was okay, as my Mum used to undo the wrapping, etc, and feed them to me! Thanks Mum, by the way! But as I got older, she realised this was inappropriate. She would (try to) make me do it myself. “You are a big boy now, Chris, and big boys need to learn to eat their own biscuits! When you go to University next year, everyone will laugh at you if you can’t do it yourself.” (Joke.)
But I couldn’t do it without getting chocolate everywhere on my hands and face. So I would have a tantrum. Then she would frown as if she had raised a weird child and say, “You will have to not eat them then!”
So I didn’t. I don’t know the exact dates, but I spent several years chocolate free, from the end of being fed until I had mastered digital co-ordination to such an extent that I could do it without getting it everywhere.
It was traumatic of course! But it was also necessary!
Is this common?
* nods to expert turd-painter Ned on this one!