Gandhi is living through Luke.
A hunger strike has started in our house.
And its enough to make me insane.
I am an experienced mother, I know that kids eat a ton and then don't eat at all. Sleep a ton and then don't sleep at all. Cry a ton and then don't cry at all. I should know this is not a big deal, but I am going nuts! I think it must be in our Mommy Instincts to make sure that our children eat, to get the good stuff they need to grow and develop into healthy people- so when all Luke wants to eat and drink is Starbursts and Bunny Whop- what is a Mommy to do??? He refuses to eat anything of substance, and obviously, I am not indulging in this 3 year old's Dream Diet, so he eats nothing. NOTHING.
I am channeling Super Nanny, as always, and her rule is: If you don't eat whats put in front of you, you don't eat. I am going to try to not loose it when I have "slaved over a hot stove" (shout out to my mom) and he just looks at what I made. He doesn't even flatter me by at least poking at it with his fork, or attempting to take a tiny bite. I would even take him having a bite and then spitting it out, because maybe some tiny morsel of nutrients will enter his body.
I'm hanging in there. We'll see how long this lasts. If only I knew what he was protesting against! His 7 pm bedtime? That "Super WHY" is not shown on Saturdays?...