I wrote “the kids don’t seem hungry…think they would notice if I don’t make dinner tonight?” as my status update on Facebook yesterday.
Seven of my friends “liked” this, and I wondered if I could blame them for any complaints I did receive from my children.
One of my friends wrote “They wouldn’t notice until bedtime. Then they would be suddenly starving. “, which really is about the truest thing I know about kids and eating.
They want to eat at the most inconvenient times, like at least three times a day. And usually when I have another agenda for that time frame, like a nap. For me.
I did feed them, by the way.
Eggs in a basket and leftover roasted vegetables.
And they ate.
Ok, they ate a FEW bites.
Internally I screamed, “I KNEW IT! I KNEW YOU WEREN’T HUNGRY. WHY DID I TAKE THAT SILLY MOTHER OATH TO ALWAYS TRY TO CRAM FOOD INTO YOU LITTLE PEOPLE?”
Externally I said, “Eat your vegetables.” (Ok, truthfully, I had to say this several times.)
Next time, I am SO not bowing to my guilty-momma-conscience.
She is WAY too bossy and I hate the space she takes up in my head.
Next time we are SO having ice cream and chocolate.
Now that’s a dinner we can all agree on.