What was on the menu you ask?
Spaghetti. With Meatballs.
Most children would love this meal. Not mine.
Spaghetti. Sauce. Meatballs.
Nothing unusual...although I will admit I do use whole wheat noodles. Yes, they are probably not the tastiest. But I do buy the 'extra thin' version so that you can't taste the difference quite as much.
And of course we sprinkle on some freshly grated parmesan cheese.
And yes. The meatballs were homemade. (Oh. The horror.)
Getting them to eat their meals tonight resulted in the usual threats from us...
"If you don't empty your bowl you will not have any dessert."
"You won't get any dessert today or tomorrow. Or ever!"
"You will not get any snacks either. No snacks after school".
"We will never feed you again...." (just kidding but that is what we would like to say; if only it would get them to eat a square meal.)Followed by this conversation:
Abbey asked: "Well what is for dinner tomorrow night?" She likes to contemplate whether or not the stakes are such that she'll eat that meal...or whether she'll lose dessert anyhow.
Me: "Something you probably aren't going to like."
To which Isabella's response was: "Well it's not like it can get any worse."
It can't get any worse than spaghetti and meatballs?