Dinner has always been a bit of a challenge, but tonight was the mother of all dinner disasters. You cried for an hour and a half starting when we sat down to dinner and ending when when you finally went to bed.
An HOUR AND A HALF.Of screaming.Endless screaming.I tried offering you all your favorite foods. I bargained for ONE tiny single solitary bite before I could let you get down from the table.Even a scrap would have been enough to help me save face.But you showed me. By the time you got down from the chair, your eyes were so puffy it looked like you had hives, your shirt was soaked completely through from saliva and tears and I didn't know how to calm you.Now it's almost 8 which is your usual bedtime and you've been asleep now for 20 minutes already and I'm eyeing up the hard liquor and chocolate in the cabinets and wondering if it would really be so bad if I inhaled them all in one night.Come on. I deserve it. See for yourself and keep in mind that this is the short, kinder video that I am posting.
There was another one, but it's too long and I'll spare you that embarassment here on the web and will instead hold it over your head when you are older.