E rotates between scrambled eggs, pasta/spaghetti, or a pb sandwich for dinner. Usually with apples, yogurt, and/or cheese. Followed with grapes or strawberries.
That is the majority of his diet.
We got him to taste broccoli once, but he chewed it up and spit it out (we told him he could spit it out if he didn't like it, in an attempt to get him to try a bite.)
And the fail in the last hour? Oh it's a doozy. Morgan would not go to sleep - one of us lays in bed with her until she goes to sleep typically (I know, I know...)tonight was a battle and she would not stop hitting & pinching so I told her I would not lay with her until she was ready to go to sleep. I went to the living room, after a few minutes it got quiet (danger Will Robinson) so I went to check. She had taken off all her clothes and her pull up. Annnnnddd, wait for it. Shit on the floor. I shouted "what did you do?!?!?" to which she matter of factly replied "I pooped" WTF kid?!?!?
You know, I give up. I tried to make them a nice healthy dinner (fish, salad, and avocado), and they wouldn't touch a single thing. They ate raisins instead.
They eat the shit out of my lazy ass fried up Mr.noodles with an egg scrambled in there, but they won't eat good stuff. I'm done!
"You. You and your crazy life. You and your geographic anomaly. You and your drunken lesbianic ways and terrible navigational skills." - ProfArt and her holy baby