A few nights ago, the girls asked me if we never have peas anymore because Caeden hates them. It's true; that's why. I have lost my patience too many times trying for hours to get him to eat them, watching him pretend to gag on them, listening to the whining...It's not worth it to me to force him anymore.
So, the girls were thrilled, and actually cheered when peas were set on the table for supper tonight.
Obviously, Caeden was less excited. We asked him to pray before we ate though.
Part of his dinner prayer:
"Dear God, thank you mostly for the food, but less-ly for the peas..."
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