We have been having a difficult time getting Girl to eat enough dinner within an hour of sitting down to eat. The family eats. We coax her. We clean the kitchen. We plead with her. Boy takes a shower. We threaten no dessert. We set a twenty-minute timer. Eventually we take the food away, hoping that after a few days of little dinner and no dessert she’ll find the motivation to EAT DINNER.
Last night we decided to set the timer at the start of dinner to avoid the meal time shenanigans. The rest of the family finished the hot dogs within 10 minutes. Girl had eaten two bites. The minutes ticked by, with her eating two bites a minute. When five minutes and half her food remained, everyone joined in to encourage her to eat.
Go Girl Go! Go go go!
You can do it!
OH MY GOSH EAT FASTER!!!
Eat like Baby! (Baby is a world-class eater.)
With two minutes remaining, I put a huge plate of cupcakes in front of Girl. “Think of the cupcakes!” I shouted. Her eyes bugged out, a look of panic crossed her face, and she started eating. She took her last drink of milk just as the timer rang. PJ and I started cheering and dancing around the kitchen. Girl brought her dishes to the sink with a smile on her face. “Momma Katie, you’re funny!” she said, and skipped off to play.
Girl got her cupcake at dessert time and enjoyed every last sprinkle.