You’ve prepared a delicious meal. Great care and expense went into the finest ingredients, and you’ve successfully fielded dozens of questions from the kitchen without losing your composure, or forgetting to glaze, flip, add and stir on time. You proudly lay it all out on the table, and for reasons only the small people in attendance understand, chaos in the name of all that is holy breaks loose.
And you wonder why you bother.
Parent, I feel your pain. It’s probably not your cooking and honestly, it has nothing to do with your perceived parenting failures. Take a deep breath, maybe two, three or ten. Trust that your children really want to do a good job with eating and are not trying to use mealtimes as a medium to annoy you.
So how does a tired parent sit down to a thoughtfully planned meal without turning the event into a hostage…
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