Yes, it’s come to this. I have to label my food if I want a shot at getting a bite.
Then the last pear went out of reach of little hands. (I better eat it fast, not sure how long my mommy label will work.) Have a great weekend everyone.
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I feel your pain! Usually, in my house it’s something dietetic (read expensive) and weighed for points or calories etc, that they just HAVE to have. I have one that must eat some of whatever I am eating no matter what it is. It could be dog food and she’d want a bite. I hoped she’d grow out of it, but she’s 13 now and it shows no signs of abating. I guess it’s a way to be “near” me. As if 24/7 homeschooling and constant togetherness is not enough. LOL Have a great day! Pam