So last night Justin was gone at the D backs game and I decided to order in pizza for the kids. I got the kids all set up at the table with what they wanted to eat and then...out of mommy guilt cut up a peach and gave each of them a slice to feel like I was at least giving them SOMETHING healthy with dinner. Brooklyn was resistant to eating the peach. I kept asking her to eat it anyway and she was not interested. I said "Brooklyn, do I need to show you pictures of the starving children in Ethiopia again?" (which I have done once when they were about 4 years old). She said "Yes!" with a smirk, thinking that would give her an out of being at the table and having to eat her food. I pulled up some pictures on the computer and then put on a slide show I found. About 2 pictures went by before she said "I'll eat the peach mom", in a humble tone. I said "Wait, I want you to see a few more. These children don't have any food to eat and would LOVE to eat a peach." A few more pics went by and she said emphatically "I'll eat the peach mom! I'll eat the peach! Just turn it off!"
Point made! ummm except by the time I noticed after dinner...her peach was on the table...NOT eaten.
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