last night for dinner, we had garlic rosemary chicken, mashed potatoes and corn. dent made the potatoes and gravy and it may have been his finest work ever. good. really really good.
we eat leftovers often. if I bother cooking, I'm gonna bother making enough so I don't really have to do it again the next day. coop doesn't really appreciate leftovers. "mom, I don't want to eat that again!" no problem, but you'll probably be kinda hungry.
today for lunch, out came the chicken, potatoes and corn. two little ones gobbled it right up (beckham attempting to get the food into his mouth with a spoon is so hilarious). coop promptly ordered an alternative meal. bummer, I don't do that. did he forget that I'm not a restaurant? "mom, making me something else will make me smile." no, you choose whether or not you smile. that has nothing to do with me. "mom, it is not a choice. this is not a choice thing." things accelerated until he had a bit of time in his bedroom. I will not say quiet time, because quite simply, it wasn't. eventually he was ready to join the pleasant people of the house again. I had left his lunch at his place, completely up to him if he'd like to eat it. I went about my business.
he calmly went to the fridge. pulled out the bread, turkey, cheese and mustard. got a plate and proceeded to make himself a rather impressive sandwich. completely on his own. I don't do alternative meals, remember? he was half-way through the process before I even knew what he was doing. he put everything away (except the bread, darn those little clip-ties) and sat down to enjoy his lunch. he enjoyed every bite.
I suppose it's good to know my child won't actually starve to death if left unattended. or if given a meal he refuses to eat. maybe I should have closed the kitchen as to prove the point, "eat what you're given, or don't eat," but I gotta admire the independence.
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love this story. my kitchen would remain open if things were made and put away by someone else. i can't help but smile at his little resolve!
I love spirited children! You're a good mom, Amberly.
We had a similar occurrence last night. I'm glad I'm not the only one that doesn't make alternative meals!
LOL...that was a great story. He's got brains, and guts! Sounds like someone I know....
So cute, you can tell he's got quite a lot goin' on upstairs; always thinking.
Jonas now knows that making his own sandwhich is an option around here. He's welcome to have me do it, but he gets on chance, and then he's on his own. Welcome to this new world of independance.
Jonas now knows that making his own sandwhich is an option around here. He's welcome to have me do it, but he gets on chance, and then he's on his own. Welcome to this new world of independance.
Smarty pants.
Solution for bread bag--cloths pins. My grandmother always used cloths pins to close plastic bags, I still do. Sooooo much easier.
You may not do alternative meals, but evidently Coop does. I'd love to see the "choice mom" in action.
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