Friday, August 05, 2005
Bitter, Party of One, Your Table is Ready!
Today, once again both Tenley and Mommy had different ideas on how breakfast should go. This day did not start off auspiciously. Mommy did not get a cup of coffee before Tenley woke up. This is never a good sign. Mommy had chosen a delicious sampling of food for breakfast including oatmeal and mango. We're not sure what Tenley wanted but it certainly wasn't that. Tenley ate about six bites of oatmeal and six bites of mango before the signs became evident. First came the grabbing at the spoon. Followed by the desire to play with the food. After that came the clamped lips whenever the food was presented. Then the kicking of feet and head turning. Then the real fun began. The full on wailing was only seconds away. It was preceeded by Tenley pushing at the tray of her high chair to get away. That was followed up with her grabbing at her hair and trying to pull it out. (She does this when she is angry) Mommy had to grab her wrist to keep her from hurting herself and told her very sternly "NO!" This is what led to the complete yelling fit that you see above. Her food was smeared all over by her grabbing hands.
Determined to actually get food down the child's throat, Mommy took this opportunity to stuff another spoonful of oatmeal or mango in her mouth while she opened it ever wider in the screaming fit. The mouth would open to wail and another spoonful would be stuffed in. What fun! Mommy decided to stop stuffing the food in when Tenley decided to stop swallowing it. At this moment Mommy took a look at Tenley's fingernails and toenails and decided that this was a good time for a manicure and pedicure. She figured it couldn't hurt since Tenley was bitter anyway.
The manicure/pedicure stunned Tenley into a curious silence. "What was happening to my fingers and toes?" This whole procedure went surprisingly well and Mommy took advantage of her momentary good mood and stuffed a couple more willing bites of food into her mouth. However, not wanting to push her luck, Mommy opted to give Tenley the 5oz bottle with formula and cereal that she presumed Tenley wanted. Once again, not on the same page, Tenley showed little interest in the bottle. Thus concluded breakfast on Friday, August 5th.