Turner turned his nose up at dinner, and we refused to make him something else. So he decided to make his own peanut butter and jelly sandwich, even better than mine because he cut off the crusts.
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my policy, arrived at after much effort at coersion, bribery, threats and consequences, has been this:
if you say ONE SINGLE NEGATIVE THING about any aspect of what i've prepared, regardless if it's just a comment on the smell, appearance, general grossness or appeal, then you HAVE TO EAT IT. but if you have issues with any aspect of dinner, you're welcome to make a PB&J and eat that without comment.
works for me and i'm much happier cooking these days.
your kids are as brilliant as their parents. so savvy!
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Now that is brilliant! I'm going to implement it. I am so sick of the complaining, and Turner has picked up such a negative attitude towards trying new things from Jesse's comments.
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