This morning Colson sat at the table for 1 hour and 7 minutes before he finished his english muffin. Seriously, one english muffin is not too much to ask. Is there some kind of "slowest-eater contest" we could enter him into? The kid just is not into it, hardly ever, unless graham crackers are involved. We have removed distraction, we have offered a small reward, but the boy just is not motivated.
But for lunch today I tricked him. I served him soup and named it, "Hard Workin' Man Soup." When he'd take a bite I tried to get creative to encourage him on. I started with a "manly" growl, or grunt, (I couldn't think of anything else) after the spoon hit his mouth. But it got his attention. It was working! He furrowed his brow. He dug back into the soup. The next bite, I growled again, then he growled too. It went on like this for awhile. Then I exclaimed in excitement, "You're getting bigger!" With eyes lit up he responded, "YEAH!" Next bite: "You're getting stronger!" "YEAH!" "You're like a hard workin' man!" "Yeah! Like Daddy. So I can fight Darth Vader!"
Wow, success at the table. He loved the soup, even the "green" (peas and green beans). And it didn't take an hour and 7 minutes. Hmmm, I wonder how far this "Workin' Man" title could go?
1 comment:
That is stinkin' hilarious. And a good example of how parenting is exhausting not just physically, but it keeps our minds challenged!
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