This picture was taken at 5:22pm. Sophie woke them up at 6pm. They immediately started crying. We whispered softly to them. Scratched their backs. Dinner was already on the table, on their plates, parmesan cheese sprinkled on top, their favorite drinks in their favorite cups.
They started screaming.
And then kept screaming until 6:55pm.
Whenever I asked James what was wrong (which, obviously, was that I woke him up) he just screamed at me. Owen, at least, tried to talk although it didn’t make sense. I think he was dreaming and his dream was clashing with reality, which was just making him more angry.
Eventually, after a long story about a curvy track involving his Legos, he told me he wanted watermelon and carrots for dinner.
This was, actually, a somewhat reasonable request but I had already made dinner. And our rule is this: You must, at the very least, try a bite before requesting something else.
I reminded him of this rule.
He just screamed some more.
Finally (imagine a lot of time passing here) he decided to try a piece if I carried him to the table and if I fed it to him.
Whatever.
I did.
(It had been 55 minutes.)
Owen: “I don’t like it.”
Me: “So you want watermelon and carrots?”
Owen: “Yes.”
As I was spooning out the watermelon onto a plate …
Owen: “Wouldn’t it be funny if I ate all my pasta with my watermelon and carrots because I like it?”
I paused. And silently screamed inside my head.
Me: “Yes, Owen. Very funny.”
He ate some more. He ate his watermelon, his baby carrots and his pasta. James, who had been eating as well, got up and came over to where I was sitting, which, at this point, was on the couch.
James: “How many bites do I have to eat to get dessert?”
Me: “All of them. Your whole plate.”
He flipped out.
Me: “Fine. Ten bites.”
(Remember, 55 minutes.)
Owen: “How many bites do I have to eat?”
James: “Ten.”
Owen, sobbing again: “But I want to eat the whole of it!”
Me: “What?”
Owen, still sobbing: “But I want to eat the whole of it!”
At this point Sophie came down the stairs, wearing only her underwear.
Sophie: “Do you know what I really want? What I really want is … why could I only have five of those stars?”
Me: “Because you’ve had plenty of treats today. That’s plenty for dessert.”
James: “DID I EAT ENOUGH FOR DESSERT?”
Owen: “Did I eat enough for dessert?”
Sophie: “I want more stars!”
“Everybody knows how to raise children, except the people who have them.” —P.J. O’Rourke
![The kiddos at First Unitarian Church are collecting books for students at South Avondale School to help fill the free bookstore our church sets up at the school regularly. If you have gently used or new books you'd like to donate, please let me know and I’ll come by and pick them up! We mostly need Pre-K/K (board books, concept books [ABCs, shapes], not lots of large hardcover picture books), early readers, early chapter books and blank journals. Because of the importance of children seeing mirrors of themselves in these books, diversity is key. Thanks!!](https://scontent.cdninstagram.com/vp/1b0de463b3b6651ce328e04c69eefb61/5DAF8772/t51.2885-15/e35/p320x320/65600510_490323258372040_2015424398939439067_n.jpg?_nc_ht=scontent.cdninstagram.com "The kiddos at First Unitarian Church are collecting books for students at South Avondale School to help fill the free bookstore our church sets up at the school regularly. If you have gently used or new books you'd like to donate, please let me know and I’ll come by and pick them up! We mostly need Pre-K/K (board books, concept books [ABCs, shapes], not lots of large hardcover picture books), early readers, early chapter books and blank journals. Because of the importance of children seeing mirrors of themselves in these books, diversity is key. Thanks!!")
