So lately, all she wants for dinner is pasta. Plain noodles with butter. And though we try to pair it with some sort of fruit or vegetable, it's not very nutritious. So, I decided that she needed some protein. So, we picked a happy medium with chicken nuggets. And though she had just had them at a restaurant a few days earlier, she decided that she didn't like them and she was NOT eating them. So we told her that is what was for dinner and that it was her choice if she wanted to be hungry. And oh, the drama. The crying, the screaming, the kicking... you get the point. So we sent her to her room and told her when she was ready to eat, she could come out. So the rest of us ate dinner and out she came with this note:
Translation: Thanks for my not liking you. So good-bye and I'll see you later.
And she meant for this letter to really show us how mad she was. But Travis and I thought it was the cutest thing and we were so impressed with her inventive spelling. Parenting is funny. She wanted it to be mean and we totally loved it. So, Travis asked her if she was going somewhere and she said "Just to my room. Good-bye."
So, finally after over 2 hours of crying, she decided she was really hungry. So, we negotiated on how many nuggets she had to eat before she could have a little of something else. (I know we're suckers. But in our defense, we were so tired by this point. I think every parent knows this feeling.) She ate them in like 2 seconds with no problem. All of the drama for that?
So the clincher? Guess what she requested the next night for dinner? Chicken nuggets! Seriously? Travis and I just started laughing. This girl is just stubborn. (My mom said this story sounds just like me. My poor parents.)
