When we were there this past weekend, my dad suggested that we go there for lunch on Sunday, since we were both going to our own churches. We had never been there for lunch and didn't know what to expect. We got there at about 1150a. They still had breakfast out, but trays of stuff were empty. They were slowly replacing these trays with the lunch buffet. Every time I went to get something, they had something new, so I would load up with that and head back to the table. When I got there, someone else was coming back with something I had missed that was just put out...something I wanted. It was crazy and I could've been rolled out of that place by the time we were done.
The kids had an even better time. Kevin? Not so much I don't think. Marley is the worst eater in the world. She throws her food. She chews it up and spits it out. It's awful. Kevin was on Marley duty more than I was that day. He's not very good at it either because he doesn't believe that kids should play with their food...at all...ever. He doesn't care if it's a tactile thing, a learning thing. Kids should be born knowing how to operate utensils as far as he's concerned.
On the other hand, I think this is the way to feed kids...lots of choices. I normally do this for lunch, serve them a bunch of stuff. Then they're not tied down to the same food combination. I hate that myself. The same taste over and over again.
We all had ice cream at the end. Kaelyn took Rory and Logan to get their ice cream and came back with cones. Cones are normally not allowed stated by the rule in the parenting handbook titled "Denied By Sibling Presence." This rule states that kid/s are denied what they want because the other kid/s present are not allowed to have said item and therefore parental control of tantrums will ensue. And who wants that? Unfortunately my kids aren't old enough to read this handbook. So, they are left to not getting whatever they want at the time because I would rather engage in battle with them than Marley. My name is Nora Bucy, and I am scared of my two-year-old.
I went and got ice cream in a bowl and stuck a cone on top. It worked! She just kept dipping her cone in the ice cream bowl and then eating it. She didn't know it was supposed to be any other way. It was the perfect end to a purging (I mean perfect) day. :)
I think this is what they mean by "food coma."
Yes. There is a lot of fear that goes into being a parent. Not the fear that you would imagine though. Are they going to fall and get hurt? Are they going to get into a fight? Etc. No the fear is from doing battle with them cause they always will. One way or another they will. I guess it's Karma though since at one point we were all kids and we won too.
ReplyDeleteLove your paragraph about "Denied by Sibling Presence"!
ReplyDeleteSounds very familiar. Josh will start talking about something that I know will get Ethan's attention and I'm quick to say "We're not going to talk about it now (HINT, HINT)"
After lunch the big kids always ask for a special treat and they know the rule is after Ethan goes to sleep, but they still don't get the rule most of the time and start asking while he's awake. But always "DENIED" is the ruling...until he's in bed.