Day 3: Morning View

Photographing while driving--not the best idea, but here's the view over my shoulder for at least 40 minutes every morning:

Dinner:
Frogs in a Hole
Ed worked late tonight so I decided to try eggs again. This time I made frogs in a hole. You make bacon, then tear a hole out of a piece of bread, arrange a few bacon pieces around the hole, and lay that in the skillet. Then you break an egg into the hole and let the whites run under the bread and around the pieces of bacon, holding it all together. Then you cook it on both sides to the desired egg yolk doneness, and voila--frog in a hole. I predicted that Seth would eat it and William wouldn't. And I had back-up leftovers just in case--mac-n-cheese and chicken tenders. Sure enough, Seth ate it, and William tried it, but he didn't like the runny eggs. He ate a few bites of the bacon with toast and the more solid pieces of eggs, though. But that was only because I fed it to him. I gave him the mac-n-cheese and chicken, and he ate both of them, along with some grapes. (Seth ate grapes, too.) I didn't give them dessert, though, since William didn't sit down and eat without getting up a hundred times and me repeatedly telling him to sit down, and without pushing me to the edge of sending him to his room for the rest of the night. So, mixed results.

I know that most of our problem, when it comes to getting William to physically sit down and eat dinner, is that we do not have a consistent routine when it comes to dinner. This is mostly my fault, as I find it difficult to enforce a dinnertime ritual when I don't always have a dinner plan to begin with, when I never know if or when Ed will come home, and when things like whether or not the kids ate a snack on the way home make a difference in when they're hungry. Something to consider and work on, that's for sure.