After a battle of the willpowers over cleaning up the playtime mess, and finally getting lunch on the table....
Me: "Annie, stop playing with your cheese stick and eat your lunch."
Annie grumbles something incoherent
Me: "What?"
Annie: "I said you sound just like Nana!"
Me: "Okay. (sigh) Eat your lunch."
But...what I really wanted to say was "oh yea?!? Well you just try this cr@p with Nana and see how far you get!"
Hrmph. Nana would whip you into shape in a heartbeat, my child.
On a side note, she did eventually eat all of her lunch and requested more cheese... This time American cheese slices. Yuck. Whoever came up with those was just desperate for product with maximum cost savings. Must have been a Great Depression thing or something.
On a second side note, curdled milk in a sippy cup is just gross. I relish the day when I can dispose of all sippy cups.
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