Buddy, you're driving me nuts these past few days.
Your picky eating has gone on too long, and I can't deal with it anymore. We're super broke at the moment while I transition from school to summer job, we don't have the money to be making special meals just for you. Anne makes great meals for us, seriously, you should be appreciative. The stuff she cooks up is so much better than Mr.Noodles and KD. So why don't you eat it? Why do you sit there and watch us eat the delicious stew and refuse to do so yourself? You're not getting anything else. You go to bed hungry.
But when you wake up, and the stew is still waiting for you, you declare you're not hungry. How long is this going to last? Yesterday when you wouldn't touch your dinner from the night before, I caved and made you perogies. But today I'm not going to. And in some ways it worries me; I mean you're 4 years old and all you've had to eat in pretty much the last 2 days has been a handful of perogies, an orange, and some cucumber. I can see that you're hungry. And yet you refuse to eat.
All that's in it are potatoes, carrots, celery, beef, and some peppers. You like all of those things. You even asked me for carrots instead, before I corrected you by saying that there IS carrots in the stew. But you won't touch it. You come up with a million excuses why not. Some of them don't even make sense. Why can't you eat stew on a cloudy day?
I'm sorry for getting so angry about it all. Part of me is sorry you've spent so much time in your room in time-out today, but I also feel very justified in it. I'm supposed to be the boss here; you eat what I put in front of you, and if you refuse to talk to me or explain what's going on in your head I don't see anything else I can do. I give you fair warning. But I don't want to be constantly punishing you.
I've been looking forward to this long weekend all week at work, expecting to have a great time with you. Not only has it been a terrible rainy mess all weekend, but you've also been fighting me every step of the way. I get an extra day off to spend with you, and this is how you want to spend it? Ugh.
