Just another pleasant family dinner, chez Ashby:
I think Firstborn reacted quite well to the new house rule, "Eat what's on your plate or go hungry."
I've only myself to blame. The rule should have been enacted when he first showed signs of being a picky eater. But he's my Firstborn, I couldn't let him go hungry, and I'm dearly paying the price for it. Because I haven't backed down and neither has he. Dinners at our house are a glorious contest of wills between two of the stubbornest people on the planet. And I will win, because I am MOM, and he is HUNGRY.
You may have noticed Yours Truly in the intro shot, hunched over my historical romance novel, wearing fashionable fleece, completely oblivious to my screaming child or the fact that Bill got the camera out in the first place. That’s just how I deal with screaming kids these days. Firstborn… Secondborn. If Secondborn doesn't like what's being served for dinner, she'll go to bed hungry... very hungry.