Peas for Dinner

by crobertson

It’s 6:00.  Time for dinner.  Snap!Snap!  Your bottom rests in your highchair.  

ZuhZuh!  Your finger points to a bowl of peas.  1 bite, 2 bites….10 bites.  Ahhhh!  Your head swings back.   Waaa!  Your scream is loud.   Uaaa!  Your face streaming with tears.  

Patiently waiting.  “You love peas.”  “What’s wrong?”  

Zuh!Zuh!  Your finger points to a bowl of peas.  1 bite, 2 bites….5 bites.  Ahhhh!  Your head swings back.   Waaa!  Your scream is loud.   Uaaa!  Your face streaming with tears.  

Patiently waiting.  “You love peas.”  “What’s wrong?”  

Zuh!Zuh!  Your finger points to a bowl of peas.  1 bite, 2 bites.  Ahhhh!  Your head swings back.   Waaa!  Your scream is loud.   Uaaa!  Your face streaming with tears.  

Patiently waiting.  “Ok, I’m confused.”  “Do you want more?”

Zuh!Zuh!  Your finger points to a bowl of peas.  The spoon nears the bowl of peas.  Ahhhh!  Your head swings back.   Waaa!  Your scream is loud.   Uaaa!  Your face streaming with tears.

Ahhhh!  My head swings back.   Waaa!  I scream loud.   Uaaa!  Hands on my head.

Facing me is an alarmed shocked face, followed by a smile.

Zuh!Zuh!  Your finger points to a bowl of peas.

I’m done.  No more peas for dinner tonight.

 

 

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