Luke went to bed tonight without dinner. Well, it was his choice. We had lasagna (yum!) and garlic bread for dinner but he decided that he didn’t want what I had prepared. Instead, he begged for crackers and ice-cream. I know – what a weird combination. Luke doesn’t surprise me anymore. He is probably our most finicky child but I’m no longer caught off guard by his tantrums and flip-flopping of choices.
So, I stuck to my guns and told him that he wasn’t going to get any other food until he took one (one!) bite of his lasagna. He refused. When Andrew asked for jello as a small dessert snack, Luke chimed in and asked for one, too. When Abigail got a few bites of yogurt, Luke wanted some, too. Each time, I gently reminded Luke that his plate full of delicious lasagna was still on the kitchen table. And each time, he slumped over, moaning about how he didn’t want to eat a bite (one!) of lasagna.
We’ll see how hungry he is in the morning. Muffins are on the menu for breakfast (processed and straight from the bag, CC) so I won’t be surprised if he scarfs two down in one gulp.