I'm sure many of you could not sleep last night for wondering what Gracie decided about her fish! I'm glad to report that she DID clean her plate... at 3:30 this afternoon. Oh my goodness. At one point Kevin was encouraging me to stand firm and he said, "Hey - just think of it as a Three Years' War! The last time this happened (7-hour ordeal mentioned yesterday) she was 18 months old. It's been three years, something has been brewing - and here it is!" Well, I don't know if I want to do this every three years; but it's worth it if it teaches her to trust and obey.
When she cleaned her plate, I pulled her into my lap and asked her if she knew why it was so important for her to eat the food. She said very matter-of-factly, "Yes, Mama. It was all about obedience... not so much about fish." Well, I guess she got the point. Nine at-the-table hours, four re-heats, and many tears later.
Whew!
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