Just go make your own meal already. OK, this post is pretty much going to be a rant about my daughter. So sorry in advance for the less than stellar parenting that is about to be revealed.
Today was the first day of school. She was so tired when she came home that she slept for three hours as soon as she hit the bed in her room. Poor girl. Something must have taken a lot today. However, this means she missed dinner. C and I had a lovely meal and I will admit that after really over working myself today with the exercise I did not have any reservations about the pizza and red wine that I made for dinner (C just had pizza BTW). We did have some slices left and that was the first choice offered to her when she “came to”. That was met by a resounding “NO”.
Then pepperoni. No
A ham sandwich. No
A taco. No
Spaghetti . No
An apple. No
Eggs. No “You know I hate eggs”.
A hamburger patty. No
Chips and salsa. No
Taco meat with chips (aka nachos). No
Me – “Seriously, no to bacon? There is something really wrong with you”. Really.
So I said I was done and I left the room. She can just starve. I don’t care.
Here are things that we have on hand that I did not offer because I know already she won’t eat them…
Steakums (yes they still make those).
Here are the things we have on hand that I did not offer because I really do care…
Really, I’m amiable to almost anything. Most parents would probably just say “You didn’t eat what was for dinner so you can just be hungry”. I can’t force her to eat and at this point I am way past caring. Me and my two glasses of wine are way past caring and already super focussed on maybe catching up on GOT before it’s time to go to sleep. We get to do this again tomorrow so I’m just going to let go of today and that will be that.
I’m sure season six episode five will be awesome. I’m going to forget what just happened and turn my attention in that direction.