Friday, August 28, 2009

Mean Mom

Brenden our soon to be seven years old was my first child to say something to me directly to hurt my feelings. I can't believe this is happening all ready, but let me tell you what lead us up to this.
I told the boys that I am tired of being a short order cook when it comes to dinner time and in an effort to get them to eat more healthily they would be eating or not eating what we ate for dinner.
The other night I made spaghetti, what kid doesn't love spaghetti.....Brenden likes to say he hates it ever time we make it, yet devourers it after putting in a good 30 min debate about why he thinks he doesn't like it. So he took a few bites and started with the I lost my appetite bit...I said fine don't eat it but you lost your appetite so no snacks no dessert. We pouted while everyone else finished dinner and went about there business. I decided to sit on the couch and keep an eye on him. Then he comes and sits next to me, looks right at me and tells me that I am mean and yell at them all the time but am nice to Bryce.....This was an effort to make me feel bad so he could get what he wanted, but he starts crying because he now feels bad. What a goober, if your gonna do it, do it right at least. So I gave him a hug and told him I loved him but he had to eat his spaghetti anyways. Everything is better with cheese so we melted some cheese in his spaghetti and we were good to go.
I explained that in all fairness this eating problem is directly my fault for letting it get so out of hand. He looked at me like I was crazy. After all he likes what he eats.

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