Dont you just love that picture of Courtlyn?? Oh that girl! She can scream a scream that really only dogs should be able to register. She has seriously made my ears ring! She is so sweet and funny and naughty and well, all of the things a 2 year old should be. However, when you see that face..those eyes..you just sort of melt and forget about all of it. The kids were excited to find the horses and ponies that had been hibernating in the garage for quite some time. Now that the floor was clean, they each had to grab as many as their little hands could hold, and play with them..for like an hour! Again, without fighting. I still revel in the miracle of that. (I admit, they are sort of making up for it today...none of us are feeling particularly well, so emotions are a tad higher!) We threw together a quick dinner of pasta, salad and some garlic bread, and all of them were happy with that. Again, sor of a miracle. We have some picky eaters among this crew for sure. Many family dinners go with meals completely untouched. We have given up. Not so much at home, I still stand my ground there. But, big family dinners, well, we have surrendered. Often times grandma or papa are there to resuce children that beg for mercy from their parents. They are offered more cupcakes, or popsicles, and on a good day...candy from the jars and grandma and papa's house. Once upon a time, I fought it. I insisted that my children had to eat a majority of what was offered. At least taste it. I have good eaters, but in the company of the chaos of cousins, they revert to 3 year olds. They are not hungry, they do not like it..whatever the excuse is, they dont want to eat. There is playing to be done, and for the sake of our own sanity, we have all thrown in the towel. Truth is, we adults tend to make things that we all like. We want to enjoy our meal, in peace! So, while the children are off playing, we get to sit and eat what we want. It is a nice system we have set up. Again, like good parents, we used to try to serve the kids first, cut up all of their meat, get several sippy cups of drinks, the whole nine yards. Now..we send them off to play, begging them to leave us alone for at least 20 minutes, and then..we will feed them..maybe! But, in the end, they are always around for the dessert portion of the evening, and because we tend to want to enjoy that part too, we opt to give in for the sake of peace. They are happy..we are happy..and it all works out. Of course, when we get home, they are STARVING..but that is what peanut butter and jelly sandwiches are for:)
