Anyways, I've always done my best to not pass on my dislike for breakfast on my children. It is the most important meal of the day (so I'm told) and I make sure they have some. If they decide when they are 16 that they don't want to consume it anymore, then that's up to them. But at 2 (3 in less than a month, ah!) and 10 months they are required by household law to eat it!
Until it comes to eating breakfast. Every morning we approach breakfast with matched trepidation. She's afraid I'm gonna make her sit at the blasted kitchen table and I'm afraid she's going to do what she inevitably does.
She beings to WAIL, loud and whiny. Not very often does the wailing produce tears but once in awhile. She'll plead for her Daddy to come home from work, tell me she's mad at me, she doesn't like it, she has to pee, "I'm not gonna eat it", she'll shove her bowl away, she'll try to launch herself backward from the table. It's like the battle of the century. Every. Single. Day. All I want is for her to "Eat your breakfast already!"
(I don't have a picture of Bethany wailing, but this one of Audrey makes me laugh. She was crying because I said "No Audrey. You can't eat the newspaper" In about 30 seconds from then she was smiling again. Kids.)
We've tried everything I can think of, I let her chose her breakfast, I don't let her chose. She helps make it, we set the table together. We've tried Cheerios, and Alphabets (because she loves the Letter B), special toast (whole wheat toast with jam) and regular toast, yogurt, oatmeal, hot cereal and eggs (she HATES eggs). Nothing works. I am at a loss. We even tried making homemade Popsicles with a yogurt smoothie so that she was getting the nutrition in a "treat" form. Two licks and the inevitable "I don't like it!" started. I know that's not true, it's all about getting her way.
The odd time she'll eat without complaint or will drink a part of a smoothie. But I don't know what to do to make it better. If I don't make her eat she's begging for a snack my 9am. "Not ok, you need to eat your breakfast kid!"
I fear that one day I'm going to lose my temper completely (each morning usually consists of me "changing" some laundry very aggressively to avoid the absolute wail of a scream, that only a frustrated mother can make. I refuse to be that mad at her) and dump her bowl of Cheerios on her head. "There you don't like it? Try that!"
Anybody else with breakfastly challenged children? Any words of earth shattering wisdom? Please share! I'm in a desperate state to start our usually good days of nicely!