Reincarnated As A Mother

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

See Saw

Here I thought Kean was finally having a good day.
He started out happy for the most part.
But by this afternoon/evening he wouldn't eat more than two (forced) bites
of dinner. He's starting to throw these little tantrums-- for example,
because he had to sit at the table but didn't want to eat.
I've heard from other parents of kids with cancer... about
their children turning into little monsters because while they were sick
they had everyone cater to their every whim.
I'm not quite sure how to handle this.
When he's ornery or  whiny... how do I tell if he's feeling lousy
or just being a bratty toddler?
 While he wouldn't eat dinner, he was more than happy to later scarf down
an ice cream drum stick (Pam bought him a box for his birthday).
Maybe I'm just not serving the right things for dinner, eh?
Speaking of Pam, she took Holland and Greer to the water park for the afternoon and evening.

My girls have zero room to ever complain that they did not have a fabulous summer!