The Dinner Blues
Duh duh duh duh duh (Are you singing the blues?) I love the blues. The blues always make me think of three things. Adventures in Babysitting, The Office, and Larry the Cucumber. I tried to come up with a little song for this post but I gave up.
But here are my dinner blues.
Dinner is the most stressful time of the day for me. Usually, the cooking part is stressful because the kids are hungry and whiny and I’m trying to cook and get everything on the table. I can’t remember the last time we had a fully hot meal. But hey, that’s life with young’uns right?
The funny part is, even when we have leftovers it still is stressful. Here’s why.
Amelia LOVES to throw food on the floor. If there is one thing that annoys me the most is when she throws food on the floor. It drives me up the wall…and onto the ceiling. Recently, it’s gotten even worse. She’s started replying yes when I ask her if she wants a time out. Seriously? It’s like she’s calling my bluff. I don’t want to put her in time out. I want her to stop! But if she says yes, I feel like I have to put her in time out. Exasperating!And then there’s the constant struggle to get her to eat. She’ll eat a little bit and then it goes downhill. I finally let her out of her booster seat to go play. I’m not kidding you, ten minutes later she’s thumping her chest and telling me she’s “hungary.” If I have bald spots all over my head the next time you see me, now you’ll understand.
Lately, Sofi has been getting extremely fussy halfway through dinner. This doesn’t happen at breakfast or lunch and it doesn’t seem to matter what she’s eating. I”m clueless. Clueless!
So, yeah, I’ve got the dinner blues.
Duh duh duh duh duh.