The other week my 3 year old son decided to give his 4 year old brother a shove, to which he responded by punching him square in the face. Ba boom! Smacko!
Tears galore!
The other week my 3 year old son decided to give his 4 year old brother a shove, to which he responded by punching him square in the face. Ba boom! Smacko!
Tears galore!
I have to confess: I have two fussy eaters.
With the prevalence of political correctness dictating that children should be eating only healthy nutritious food items, this can be a somewhat embarrassing predicament for parents who’s kids are fussy eaters – in other words, if it’s not bread, pasta, rice, chicken nuggets or processed foods (ie. biscuits, crackers, chips and cheese) then they don’t (won’t) eat it.
But are we to blame? Or are fussy eaters born this way?
Last week I wrote about quitting alcohol to save my sanity and the sanity of those around me due to the fact that alcohol (particularly white wine) had the tendency to make me behave like a woman in the throes of a particularly bad bout of PMS all the time.