Tonight at dinner we had the following conversations:
Elisabeth: "I know all the parts of the digestive system. First your food goes in your mouth. You use your tongue to push the food down the right pipe. Then your food goes through your esophagus into your stomach. Next it goes through your intestines and out your rectum."
Hogan: "What is your rectum?"
Elisabeth: "I can't really tell you at the dinner table. It is you know where all the yucky stuff your body doesn't need goes out."
Hogan: "(Pointing to his private front) is it this?"
Hogan: "(Pointing to his private back) is it this?"
She must have learned all that at school. However, I can't believe that they are telling first graders about the rectum. Um gross! I had to stop the conversation. It wasn't the best dinner talk.
Beck did not want his dinner so he started telling me he was full. I know that he was not full because he had not really eaten anything. He insisted. He said: "(pointing to his stomach)this is full, (pointing to his shoulders) this is full, (pointing to his forehead) this is full, (grabbing his arms) and this is full. I all full!"
My other children are much better eaters than Beck. He is a terrible eater. I know it is just a phase but I am ready for it to be over. I hate making him go to bed with an empty stomach all the time. The rule at our house is to eat what everyone else is eating for dinner. If you do not eat your dinner, you get nothing until breakfast the next morning. It's a tough rule but it works. Just not quick enough for this stubborn kid.