I really try not to starve my children

So along with all the watching what we eat, we have had a bit of resistance from my 5 year old.  He doesn't like being portioned out what he can and can't eat.

The mornings are pretty hectic as it is, so cereal tends to be the choice of the small children in my house.  Unfortunately Mommy didn't have any "good" cereal the other day, so Jacob decided he would pitch a fit.

I suppose I should also tell you that I don't listen or give in to young children that have temper tantrums.  I will walk away.  If they can't learn to talk normal to me, they don't deserve my attention.  (And I will be honest and tell you it hasn't always worked....but it has enough to make me happy).

So as my pre-teen is busy doing her hair for the fourth time, and my middle son thinks he can get a game of Wii Bowling in before he has to leave for school, the youngest decides he is going to scream about the type of cereal we have and he isn't going to eat.

I told him "that is all you are is getting, and here are your clothes."

Although I probably should have checked.....I really didn't pay attention to whether or not he actually ate the cereal I poured for him, mainly because I too was running out of my room, putting my heels on, grabbing my coffee before I met them in the car to go to school.

All the children had been deposited in their respective classrooms, and Mom was on her way to work.  Another successful crazy morning, I thought.  Then I got a text from my girlfriend who explained she overheard Jacob crying to his teacher that his mother didn't feed him and he needed breakfast.

Now, part of me felt guilty for not checking if he ate anything, and another was a bit worried I would get a 'bad' name at the school for lack of feeding my child.  (Unless of course you ever saw him....he's 80 pounds as a 5 year old).  Not to mention, if I had to pay to feed him every morning, I would go broke!  It's hard enough to keep up on the lunch accounts for three kids! 

So, quick thinking Mom fired off an email to the teacher, not just to save face, but to make sure that Jacob wasn't putting one over on us.  The teacher was wonderful, she knew me, and figured she would feed him this time. 

However, after picking up Jacob from daycare that day, he proudly announced to me "Mom, guess what...You don't feed me right?"  (said in the hallway with other parents around.) I said "Jacob I most certainly do" (in a voice they would hear) and he followed with "No, Mom its okay you don't have to feed me anymore in the morning...because they will feed me here at school"  Ugh!

So I take extra precautions that the children have eaten breakfast now.  The new problem, never anticipated, was that he might eat breakfast and his packed lunch, at the kitchen table while waiting for Mom to get ready. He said he got bored.  True story...
  
Not sure this is going to work out so well....