"How many will they eat?" she asked me.
"Whatever," I said.
"No, how many do they need?" she asked again.
"It doesn't matter. Five," I suggested.
"They'll be full with five?" she clarified.
"No," I said. "It doesn't matter. They are always hungry. You could give them two and they'd still be hungry. You could give them 20 and they would still be hungry. I just give them whatever."
They each ended up with much more on their plates than five chicken nuggets. Both of them ate everything on their plates and looked for more.
Today I picked Sam up at Lunch Bunch. The parent volunteer said to me, "I think Sam was very hungry today."
"He always is," I shrugged.
"No," she said, "The other kids barely ate and then ran off to play. Sam sat with his lunch and ate until all of it was gone."
"I'm sure he did," I said.
"He devoured it," she said.
Just then Sam came running with his coat and bookbag. "Mom!" he cried happily. "I am SO hungry!"
The teacher was absolutely shocked. (Seriously, he had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a little cup of diced pears in his lunchbox. Is that really that much food?)
This morning as I was cleaning the kitchen I loaded the dishwasher. Matilda watched me put her snack bowl in and shut the door.
She lost her mind. It was the worst thing that has ever happened to her.
GOOD GRIEF.
5 comments:
Oh my goodness! Real tears! I think you'd better give that baby her snack bowl with a little treat in it.
I am literally out of food. Don't let the tears fool you. Three seconds later she was laughing at the vacuum.
But she looks so cute so upset. How do you stand it?
I love that your kids are good eaters. Nothing better than healthy, hungry children!!
That picture of Matilda is too cute...I feel bad giggling, but I just can't help it!
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