Theo was having a particularly hard time eating his dinner tonight. Long after dinner had finished, he wanted to try again. We told him he had to eat five bites of chili and then that could serve as his no thank you portion, which means he could move to another dish/side. Well, Charles and I left the room, and he came in and told us that he had eaten five bites. It was immediately obvious that he had eaten the five smallest bites possible - not five normal-sized bites. We didn't fall for it, and things started to spiral downward.
After about five minutes in his room sobbing, Theo got it together to walk back out to the kitchen to call Charles back to the bedroom. He got back in bed and said, his voice choked with emotion, 'Dad, I worked really hard to eat those five bites, and I don't think you are appreciating it.' Charles acknowledged that it was hard for him, but that five bites wasn't unreasonable. Theo remained despondent (it's the chili beans in particular that he finds hard), and finally concluded that he would just have to eat in the morning.
It's a tough life with parents like this.
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Someday in a kingdom far far away, Theo will appreciate his parents. Remember, raising parents is a tough job..... have to teach them to appreciate you.
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