Outsmarted the hunger striker.

amstep

So this morning, I prepared two bowls of cereal with bananas and honey drizzled on top.  One I set at J's place at the table, the other I took with me to sit beside him and eat myself.  He immediately wanted a bite.  I refused.  And refused.  And kept refusing through tears, stomping feet, and pouting. 

I just noticed (but pretended not to notice) that he's in there scarfing down what looks like a good amount of his cereal.

SCORE!  Just goes to prove that this hungerstrike crap is a totally mind/power game.  UGH.

Guess I'll have to hone my mind/power game strategies some more.  

indybride4.8.06

Haley is doing the same thing these days.  She sat in her room for 10 minutes last night pouting bc she didn't want spaghetti.  It's definitely a power game bc when she came downstairs, she said she'd eat.  It's exhausting trying to stay one step ahead!