What do you do when you come home from work in the morning? I asked my husband who was reclining at table, on the Internet, kind of like the Roman Emperors of old. The really wealthy ones with cable and Internet combo, of course.
I take rest. So I don’t wake you up.
Rest, huh? Is that how it works when you get home?
And I turned on my bitter heel and marched back into the kitchen. After being upright and mobile for 12 hours my good humor is long gone…and yet dinner prep for these two other human beings, cleaning a dirty kitchen of my own doing, laundry for a child whom the daycare has now requested THREE changes of clothes a day, and other nightly duties lay ahead.
So suffice to say that when my son howled at the sight of his dinner, I was perfectly unamused.
I want someping else. I waaaaaaaaaaaaantttt someeeepppinnnng else! Waaah whine, etc.
What?
Crackers.
Um. No.
::insert additional whining until my brains were ready to leak out of my ears, nose, and throat all over my newly cleaned dining room table::
COME HERE. Mommy worked hard to put this dinner together for you. I want you to sit down, shut up, and EAT IT.
Ok.
Ok? Really? And without the whining or drama, he simply sat down and ate, like it was his idea all along and HEY! This food is really kind of tasty mom!
It may not have been the kindest thing I said today but it was certainly the most effective. I may have it copyrighted.
You are a genius woman!
Ha! I have asked Kevin the same question many times — what is it you do when you get home at 4:00 am in the morning? And after my NINE year old didn’t want dinner last night he DID eat crackers and cheese slices…his own choice! ha! Hang in there!