Jason made corn bread to go with the chili for dinner....
Jason: "Boys you need to try the corn bread. Just one bite won't hurt you." (words of death)
Jack: "I'm not doing it."
Sam: "Just one bite?"
Me thinking: Great. Someone is going to throw-up, Jason will get upset, I'll gag and dinner will be ruined. SERIOUSLY...don't go there, Mr. Jason. Remember when you made Jack try carrots??? (barf-o-ramma)
My internal trauma thinking: NO DON"T DO THAT JASON! My mom and dad made me sit for over an hour sometimes to eat one pea....and I still don't like them...the peas. The average person waits in line for 6 months of their life...that doesn't include waiting at a stop light, waiting at the Dr. office or on the phone. So basically, my parents just added onto my life waitng time. Plus I got to practice my stubbornness.
Sam after trying one bite: "I don't really like this. "
Me: "Not a problem, Sam. Thanks for trying a bite."
Jack:" I'm not doing it."
Jason: "One bite. That's all."
Me thinking: Do I step in and save my child or do I team work with my husband?
Jack takes one bite and the GAG-O-RAMMA begins.
Sam: "OH NO!!"
Jason: "Jack, swallow it and take a drink."
Me thinking: Too late, Mr. College Boy.
Jack throws up on his napkin.
Me thinking: (Wish you didn't eat that fabulous Santa cookie, Jack...what a waste)
Me: "Jason, seriously?"
Jason: "Seriously, Jack!"
Sam....Sam....Oh, he bolted upstairs.
Me: "Have fun cleaning that up."
Sam (standing at the top of the stairs): "Dad, that just goes to show you that not all people like the same things...and that is OK!"
Me thinking: Score points for me for teaching Sam that little speech!
Me: smirk and Jason and shrug my shoulders
Jason: "Sam, I really don't need your advice right now!"
I clean up Jack...
Sam comes down and sits on the complete other end of the island...but not before asking: "Did any of that stuff get on my plate?"
Jack: "See, dad, THAT is why you people should never try new foods."
Since then, Jack has lived on hot dogs, mac-n-cheese and chicken noodle soup.
Now I am worried that he may be anemic.
2 comments:
Jason obviously read the fine print on his parenting certificate that says "one parent has to suck it up give your child a food trauma to blog about in the future". Your dad bravely handled that role.
Don't worry about anemia. You lived on P&J sandwiches on summer. I just gave you a vitamin.
CLASSIC. Katie, when does your book come out? I'm thinking you have a series here. :)
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