KillerMuffin
Seraphically Disinclined
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I am and evil benchtablearian bad guy space alien!! eat broccolli earthling scum!!
The whole space alien thing Siren brought up is so funny cause I've officially been accused of being a space alien benchtable, I mean vegetable bad guy.
My house has officially gone vegetarian, for a while at least. Only fish, eggs, and an occassional non pickoutable chicken dish. Why? Mr. I hate benchtables. Won't eat em. You get sick of sitting there with the spanking threats in the air, the rewarming of plates over and over and overm, the tears, hysterics, gagging sounds, and straight forcing him to eat it cause he won't do it any other way. I don't just want him to eat benchtables vegetables, I want him to do it without the damned melodramatic theatrics.
So we are veggie for a while. There isn't anything else in the house to eat but veggie dishes. I have a new cookbook, lots of good stuff, plenty of well rounded meals. A hell of a lot better than what he had been eating. He is almost as stubborn as I am.
We are having the "momma is trying to kill me so she must be a space alien not momma" melodramatics now. Cause I told him that if he don't eat his benchtables, darn it, vegetables, then he can go hungry. Now he thinks I'm trying to starve him. He thought there were hot dogs in the fridge (there were yesterday, now they're at the kid down the street's house), so he opened it up and screamed. Then he did a death scene that DCL would be proud of.
Its attack of the pears and cheerios for breakfast. Lunch will be a lovely mixed vegetable with cheese and tuna dish, and dinner is of course, more vegetables. He loves helping me cook it, but hates eating it. My child is in a benchtable hell, just ask him.
The whole space alien thing Siren brought up is so funny cause I've officially been accused of being a space alien benchtable, I mean vegetable bad guy.
My house has officially gone vegetarian, for a while at least. Only fish, eggs, and an occassional non pickoutable chicken dish. Why? Mr. I hate benchtables. Won't eat em. You get sick of sitting there with the spanking threats in the air, the rewarming of plates over and over and overm, the tears, hysterics, gagging sounds, and straight forcing him to eat it cause he won't do it any other way. I don't just want him to eat benchtables vegetables, I want him to do it without the damned melodramatic theatrics.
So we are veggie for a while. There isn't anything else in the house to eat but veggie dishes. I have a new cookbook, lots of good stuff, plenty of well rounded meals. A hell of a lot better than what he had been eating. He is almost as stubborn as I am.
We are having the "momma is trying to kill me so she must be a space alien not momma" melodramatics now. Cause I told him that if he don't eat his benchtables, darn it, vegetables, then he can go hungry. Now he thinks I'm trying to starve him. He thought there were hot dogs in the fridge (there were yesterday, now they're at the kid down the street's house), so he opened it up and screamed. Then he did a death scene that DCL would be proud of.
Its attack of the pears and cheerios for breakfast. Lunch will be a lovely mixed vegetable with cheese and tuna dish, and dinner is of course, more vegetables. He loves helping me cook it, but hates eating it. My child is in a benchtable hell, just ask him.