Children grow like weeds. They're stomachs are also miniscule (their actual stomachs, not their adorable little Buddha Bellies). With their powers combined, they are... Always Hungry!
As parents, we try to give our kids as close to the recommended amounts of good, nutritious food as we can, though most of us are lucky if we can get them to eat their vegetables (I've still never met a child who eats lima beans). Cheese does seem to disguise the green enough for it to no longer be in the green part of the toddler color spectrum, but even then, they still have to sit down at dinner time and eat.
What toddler in his right mind (are any of them really ever in their right minds?) would stop playing whatever super fun game he was playing just so he could make your day by sitting up at the table, placing his napkin on his lap (because he knows how his messes make your life harder), eating his vegetables first and commenting on how beautiful you look today? If your children are anything like mine, there are at least three announcements for dinner even after they have been bothering you for 15 minutes because they're huuuuungryyyyyy. Then comes the exclamation that "I don't like it!"
"How do you know? You've never had it."
"But I don't like it!!! I want a snack."
And after a hearty meal of approximately one chicken nugget, three green beans and five macaronis, they want a snack. While you cook the dinner they won't eat, they want a snack. When they wake up from the ever elusive nap, they want a snack. If I'd let him, my son would petition the government to make Pepperidge Farm Goldfish Crackers a valid food group.
And after dinner (and some whining and a snack), when it's time to go to bed, one of the last things my son tells me is, "Mom, I'm hungry!"
Well, hello Hungry, I'm Mom, and I'll be making your dinner for the remainder of your childhood (and you'll eat it and like it).
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