freakin stubborn kid

squash is sitting at the table, partially screaming at me because i’ve left him up there till he eats at least a portion of his dinner.  damn kid has been sitting there for over an hour.  honestly i feel like its about brut control of the situation and damnit i am going to win….

maybe i am crazy but i can clearly remember being taught that if food was put in front of me that i was going to eat at least a portion of it.  i was left at the dinner table, all lights off until i ate what i was supposed to.  at the point where the lights went off, i usually inhaled whatever was on my plate.  i am now inacting the same idea on squash.

 i won!!!!!!!!

two nights in a row, i’ve put up with and ignored the screaming and crying and i’ve won!!!!! he has eaten his dinners- YES.

see me doing the stupid happy parenting dance….uh huh, oh yeah, go reina, its your birthday…