It's always the nights that I'm totally exhausted that the kids decide they need to stay up late. Eiley refused dinner tonight and then asked for something to eat at 8:20 pm. I gave her dinner. She and I had a little standoff at the table. She kept picking up her fork, licking it and then putting it back down. It was so hard not to laugh at. She was salivating the whole time, so she kept drooling each time she put the fork near her mouth. Eventually she broke down and decided the fork full of enchilada was not going to do her harm. She ate it and then asked for me. She didn't eat much. I'm sure she would have eaten a lot if I'd given her crackers, but the important thing is that she eventually ate what we ate for dinner.
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