A slightly sarcastic account of eating dinner with a toddler based on real-life occurrences at the Holmes house…enjoy :)
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This sweet potato looks like a squishy carrot, and we know carrots are not edible. I’m just going to push all of these onto the floor, ok?
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Maybe I liked meatloaf last week, but I don’t like it this week. Maybe we can try again in a few weeks.
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You call this a hot dog? This is gross. It tastes nothing like the ones they serve at school. Here, you can have this back.
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I don’t like fresh green beans. You try chewing those things without a full set of teeth. I want the soft canned ones.
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MORE CHEESE PLEASE!!!
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Hey…the food on your plate looks different than the food on my plate…I need to sample that to make sure it’s ok to eat. You don’t have to interrupt your dinner; I’ll just reach over and help myself.
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I threw my fork on the floor to hear it clatter and now I can’t reach it!
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Um, a little help please. I shoved too much in my mouth again and and now I can’t chew. Can I borrow your hand?
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What do you mean I can’t have a bag of Pirate’s Booty right before dinner? We’re working on communication skills and I have clearly communicated that I want Pirate’s Booty. This is a double standard and I’m going to protest. Loudly.
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Whoa! Did you see the splat that made on the floor?! Awesome!! Let’s try it again!!
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