Today was Jonathan's second day of preschool. He's a riot. He was super excited to go today, and he barely looked back once he got into the classroom. When I came back to pick him up, he was in the arms of one of the teachers, crying. I thought he was hurt, but he was actually sad to leave school again, saying: "I don't want to go home, I want to play more at school." So, we hung out in his classroom for a few more minutes until he was ready to go home. What a cutie. Faygi said "he's an extremely good helper and good boy." awww.
Meanwhile, Elise and I went to Nana's Playgroup at our local retirement community. She got lots of 'oohs' and "aahs' from the residents. I felt really good about being there and chatting with a few of the ladies.
Then came dinner time. For the past three nights, Jonathan has just not been interested in dinner. So, tonight I actually let him decide what to have: mac-n-cheese (which he also had for lunch). When I gave it to him, he nibbled a bite or two. It is so insanely frustrating to me because he just starts to meld down, sassing me and making bad choices. Again tonight, he went to bed very early and with minimal dinner.
After doing some research on this, I'm vowing to let it go. He knows I'm not going to make another meal (he doesn't ask for anything else), and he'll eat when he's hungry. Dinner lasts 20 minutes and then we will move on with our nighttime routine, and I will not be frustrated or upset about it going forward. Apparently, this is a very typical 3-yr old phase; I suppose that makes me feel better...sort of.
Elise, on the other hand, is loving solid foods. She gobbles up all the 'oatmeal' I give her. I've certainly been giving her more than one tablespoon, as recommended, and it's not runny at all. She also likes the zwieback cookies, although they get hard to hold onto. She's got the hang of eating...now if she could only pick up those melty cheerios.