Let me Guess: Are You Done Eating?
This week has been very hard on me. For the past several days, I’ve been sick with some bug while taking care of my daughter. To no surprise, she has more energy than ever (or that is what it seems), and I’ve been slowing down.
I really hope she’s not extra spunky because of all the black tea that I’ve been drinking (some caffeine) and she’s still nursing. As soon as I’m well, I’m going to wean myself off of that heavenly brew (it tastes awesome with honey).
So these days, I’ve been very mellow. It usually takes a lot to get me riled up, but I end up holding down the fort without losing most of my head. But this week, I’ve been close to my breaking point.
I’ve been trying to teach my daughter to inform me when she’s “all done” eating. She’s been telling me by dumping the food all over the floor and smashing it in her hair. Do you know how fun it is to clean up couscous? It’s not! It’s like those little specks don’t get picked up, they just smear. I’m better off letting them dry and sweep up the hard pieces. That would be the easy way. But I never do things the easy way.
I try to stop it before it happens, but she likes it when it snows, and she likes to see me close my eyes and count while checking the clock (to see how many hours until bedtime).
This “all done” is not just for the table or food. I have been trying to get her to tell me in advance if she has to do something, like use the bathroom. I’m not going to potty train her yet, but I figure, good communication is always a good start.
But today, I’m going to keep my fingers crossed. I woke up this morning without a sore throat and no aches and pains. So for me, it’s a good day, and nothing can bring that down. Not even a delayed nap time.
How did you get your child to tell you they are done eating?