Fun Way to Stop the Picky Eater
The best and fun way to teach your kids to stop playing with their food
A children story that teaches children not to play with their food:
Froggy B and the Hungry Flies
“Food is for eating, not for playing,” said Mama, who has been trying to get Froggy B to eat healthy food.
“Are you playing with your food again?” Mama asked, frustrated by the fact that Froggy B was a picky eater.
“SPLASH!” Froggy B jumped. And this time, he got his food all over his body.
“You need to go wash up now,” said Mama as she came back to the dining table.
“Yes, Mama,” replied Froggy B as he slowly slipped down off his chair.
On the way to the bathroom, Froggy B stopped and played with his favorite blue car.
“First one up, second down, oh, no, third one fell and hit the ground” Froggy B chanted. “Splash!” Cars fell to the floor.
“You need to go wash up first before touching anything,” Mama called from the dining room.
“I am going, Mama,” replied Froggy B. But he did not move an inch.
“vrmmmmmm, vrmmmmmm,” Froggy B used a quiet voice continue to chant. “First one up, second down, oh, no, third one fell and hit the ground.”
The door to the back yard was opened, then closed. Froggy B knew it was his Mama going to do the yard work.
“I am going to play a little bit more, then I will go wash up,” Froggy B thought.
Froggy B was having so much fun that he forgot all about washing up until he heard something buzzing. Three hungry flies were flying around him, buzzing, “Food, food, food.”
“Shoo, Shoo, Shoo.” Froggy B tried to shoo them away.
But the three hungry flies didn’t go away. Worse yet, more flies joined in. “Food, food, food, buzz”
Froggy B tried to hide under a table, but the flies squeezed under the table with him. He ran outside and the flies followed.
“Ha Ha, now I can get rid of you,” Froggy B thought happily. He ran back into the house as soon as the last fly was out of the house. Before he could stop and rest, Froggy B found the flies were still swirling around him. “ Food, food, food,” Froggy B ran outside again, then quickly ran back inside the house. The flies were still with him. He tried to hide under a chair this time, but he was too big and knocked the chair over.
Froggy B ran outside again trying to hide up in a tree without success. The apples dropped from the tree and hit right on Froggy B, “Ouch! ouch! ouch!” he cried.
Froggy B got scared because he had never seen flies being so mean and aggressive. He had no choice but to keep on running.
Rabbit was painting a picture when all of a sudden his front door was broke opened. “Hide me, please! Hide me,” Froggy B cried as he ran inside the house and searched for any possible place to hide. Rabbit had no idea what Froggy B was doing. He stood frozen watching Froggy B ran around his house and knocked down his table and chairs. The hungry flies were now catching up to Froggy B. “Food, food, food” Froggy B got scared. He ran to the painting board and hid behind it. He kneeled down with his eyes closed.
“There, if I can’t see them, they can’t see me either,” Froggy B panted.
Just then, a fly landed on Froggy B’s head and started eating the food.
“Aaaaaaaa…” Froggy B screamed and ran without looking where he was going.
“Plaaa…” Froggy B knocked the painting board. All of the paints on the painting board fell and spilled all over on Froggy B. But Froggy B couldn’t afford to stop for a second to think. He just kept on running.
Mrs. Bear was decorating for a birthday party when all of a sudden the door slammed open. Froggy B zoomed into her house.
“Hide me, please! Hide me.” Froggy B shouted.
“A MONSTER!” Mrs. Bear screamed and ran when she saw Froggy B with foods and paints all over his body.
“No, No, No. Not a monster. It is me, Froggy B.” Froggy B tried to explain. But Mrs. Bear was long gone.
“BUZzzzzz! Food, food, food,“ The flies were in and they were louder than ever.
Froggy B ran around like crazy. He knocked down some of the party decorations as he tried to hide behind them.
Some of the decorations got stuck on the wet paint that was on Froggy B. Froggy B didn’t have time to get them off. He nervously looked around the house trying to spot a hiding place. But some of the flies were already on him.
“Aaaaaaa….” Froggy B screamed and continued to run for his life.
“Slam!” A door to another house was broke open.
“Hide me, please! Hide me.” Froggy B ran inside and screamed without knowing whose house it was.
The house was dark. Froggy B couldn’t see where he could hide. He nervously looked around the house and saw light at the other end of the house. Froggy B ran straight towards the light.
“Hide me, please! Somebody, hide me, please!” Froggy B screamed.
No one was in there. The warm water was running in a bathtub filled with bubbles.
“Aaaaa… A MONSTER!” Froggy B screamed when he saw his reflection in a mirror.
“BUZzzzz, food, food, food,” Just as Froggy B was about to back out, the flies had arrived at the bathroom door.
Having nowhere to run, Froggy B jumped into the bathtub and submerged himself in the water with his eyes shut tight.
The flies flew around in the bathroom for a while, then left. Froggy B didn’t dare to move a muscle as he hid under the water until he heard an angry voice.
“WHO THREW GARBAGE IN MY BATHTUB?”
Froggy B was really scared. He knew he had no choice but to show himself by standing out of the water. His heart was jumping, his body was shaking, and his eyes were still shut tight.
“Froggy B?! What are you doing in my bathtub? Quake, quake.” It was Mr. Duck’s voice.
Froggy B opened his eyes and saw Mr. Duck standing in front of him, not the monster. Froggy B was relieved.
“Where is the monster? Where are the flies? Did you scare them away?” Frogggy B asked.
“What monster? What flies? What are you talking about?” Mr. Duck puzzled.
Froggy B got out of the bathtub and looked into the mirror.
“Hee, hee, hee…” Froggy B laughed. He didn’t see any monster. Instead he saw a wet frog covered with bubbles, looking very silly.
But Mr. Duck didn’t laugh with Froggy B because his bathtub was now filled with food, paints, and party decoration. He was very crossed that his bubble bath was ruined.
“I am so sorry, Mr. Duck. I will clean up the bathtub and refill the water for you,” Froggy B hurriedly cleaned up the bathtub and refilled it with clean water.
“Why are you here, Froggy B? I don’t remember inviting you to my bathroom.” Mr. Duck was still very upset.
Froggy B told him what had happened.
“HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA….” Mr. Duck laughed and laughed. “This is the silliest thing I have ever heard. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA….”
“you are a frog, you eat flies. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA….How could you be chased by flies”
Froggy B was now realized he had just made a huge joke on himself. He felt like jumping inside the bathtub and hide again.
“Why don’t you go show those flies who the real boss is?” Mr, Duck suggested.
But Froggy B did not see a single fly on his way home, it seemed that all the flies were hiding away from him now. Froggy B remembered how mean and aggressive those fliers were a while ago. They were not afraid of Froggy B at all. Froggy B could not figure out why. Do you know why? That was because When Froggy B was covered with food, he didn’t look like nor smell like a frog, he was a standing food tray. Ha Ha Ha…