Some of you may have seen my post on my Facebook page yesterday with Mum v’s Daughter. So thought I had better explain.
As we did not have a roast dinner on Sunday, I cooked one yesterday, it was roast chicken which she loves anyway. I cook dinner and serve it up, very pleased with myself as my roast potatoes were amazing. Called her down for her dinner and this is how the conversation went.
Me – Are you coming down dinner is ready, and how many potatoes do you want?
C- Why? What are we having?
Me – Roast Chicken – please note I said Chicken and not squirrel or something equally horrible.
C- I don’t want roast dinner.
Me – Well there is nothing else, you like roast chicken. Come down now please
C- I don’t feel like a roast
I go and dish up and call her again, and then once more and then told her it was on the side and to come down quickly before it gets too cold.
So me and my husband had ours and it was very nice, C hadn’t appeared.
This is where the battle started.
Me- Can you come and eat your dinner now, there is nothing else
C- Fine I won’t have anything then
Me – Ok it is on the side if you change your mind, if not you can have it for dinner tomorrow
C – I don’t want it tomorrow either
An hour or so later she appears
Me – Are you hungry?
C – Yes
Me – Ok I will go and warm up your dinner
C – I don’t feel like roast, I feel sick
Me – Do you want some toast then and have your dinner tomorrow
C – No
Me – You probably feel sick because you are hungry
She goes stomping upstairs again, then comes back down ok I will have my dinner.
I was feeling so mean, because on one hand there was nothing wrong with her dinner, it is a dinner she likes but on the other hand I did not want her to go to bed hungry.
I am so glad she gave in and had her dinner in the end.
She was quite happy after that, until this morning when she couldn’t find something (again) which was all my fault and then she got the right strop and would not talk to me.
I am really dreading the teenage years