Everyone has their own interpretation of what comfort food is. For me it’s stupid things like Frosted Brown Sugar Cinnamon Poptarts, Cream of Wheat cereal and home made macaroni and cheese. For kids it turns out and can be not just one thing but everything. With an adopted child food can represent a way of overcoming their own separation anxiety which is really common in adopted kids. My son likes food and eats like he’s in prison and someone’s about to take it away from him at any moment. His favorites? Anything with sausage in it especially pasta, chips (of course) eggs, apples, bananas, apple juice, smoothies and yoghurt with strawberries. Some of this is okay for him and some of it I’m learning is not, ever. Luckily he’s not a real gotta have sweets all the time kinda kid but too much carbs can be just as bad. After a meeting with the doctor for a weigh in and evaluation we’ve had the wake up call that though we want to make him feel at home feeding him what makes him happy may not be the right way to go about it. Big changes in his eating habits and what he eats have started immediately. Luckily the same stores that couldn’t give a shit what you feed your kids also have alternatives to what you can offer them you just have to go to the right aisle. Healthy foods are rarely next to the crap that’ll ultimately kill you. We’re also fortunate in that when we tell him something and that his eating habits need to be changed he doesn’t call bullshit on that though I’m fully aware that window will close sooner than we all like but for now we’re able to point him down the right path now. New meals all have a calorie count and processed meats and such are banned from the house. To make him feel he’s not alone I’m following the same diet so he’s enjoying telling me what I can and can not eat. Nothing raises the importance of a 5 year old like him telling daddy he’s doing it all wrong. I’m good with all this but the real trick for me now is to make sure he never finds them Poptarts.