Under the table

It's not easy being four - just ask my son who's under the table at Red Robin's. The resister, as I now call him, hasn't felt like joining in any reindeer games. No games, no school, no dinner, no fun. Nothing has been going right for the poor guy. As we were  finishing our dinner we finally coaxed him to come up and eat his corn dog. He didn't want a corn dog, he wanted a burger. But, his hunger prevailed and he devoured the dog.  It was a tough week and the look on his face sums it up perfectly. Nothing like eating dinner while your child cries under the dinner table.

Cheers to a new week.

 

 

Comments

[The Glamorous Life]

You are so compasionate and sympathetic.

Lucky Boy. Lucky boy.

[Suz broughton]

This is will pass. This is the great thing (and the not-so-great thing) about four-year-old boys. Their mood changes so quickly. That is the saddest face I've ever seen.

[daddy]

I've been under the table before with a drink in my hand, but I was much happier. Maybe you should have spiked his lemonade with something a little stronger:)

[psychiatry emr]

This will pass for sure, don't worry too much!

Kevin

[Brain Bunnies]

Thanks! He's a couple of years older now, but he still likes to hang out under tables - just for fun though.