Three Pieces of Celery

Our last big blow up was over 3 pieces of celery.  Three.  Pieces.  Of Celery.  She hid them in her mouth and tried to walk away from the table.  I stopped her.  She spit them in the trash.  She said they were bad.  I said no big deal I will get you 3 pieces of another veggie or 3 more pieces of celery.  She picked the celery.  But then she wouldn’t eat them.  What are you going to do if I don’t eat them?  Then I’ll get you boost.  What are you going to do if I don’t drink the boost?  Then tomorrow I will pick and plate all of your meals and snacks.  Mother, do you realize how ridiculous you are being over celery.  I turned it right back around.  Do you realize how ridiculous you are being over 3 pieces of celery, everything you are willing to give up over 3 pieces of celery.  Then after much fan fare she finally ate the 3 pieces of celery. 

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