I'm really hungry. I want a snack, okay? Umm, some cheese cubes and crackers, please.
No. When I asked you what you wanted for lunch today, you told me a peanut butter sandwich. That's what I fixed you. You didn't eat it. Our new rules are if you don't eat a meal, you don't get a snack an hour later. You will wait until the next meal to eat. I hope you remember this tomorrow, at lunch.
I'm so, so, so, so hungry. Please feed me. I learned my lesson. I promise.
Your starving child, Maddie
I'm glad you learned your lesson. No food until dinner. That's after I leave to go to work in an hour. Daddy will fix you what you want.
Your guilt ridden Mommy
I think you should go to work early today.
I'm outta here. Tell Daddy what you want.
I hate enforcing new rules. Especially when they involve withholding food. But, dang, I don't really know what else to do. She will tell us what she wants, doesn't eat, then wants a snack. The cycle starts again because, then, she doesn't eat dinner.
I'm so open to suggestions.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008