We were talking at supper the other night. It was another meal that Lovey preferred to stay hungry rather than eat the boiled tripe I served. (or something equally distasteful I guess!)
Me: Lovey you're going to be hungry!
L: no I'm not! I had one bite of steak!
Sweetie: oh YEAH you are! later tonight, when you're all snuggled into your bed, you'll be hungry!
Me: I guess that's what happens to you Sweetie?
S: yeah.
Me: and when you're in bed all hungry, what do you wish?
S: I wish that there was a plate in the kitchen with a hundred pieces of bacon and a note that said "To Sweetie" on it!!!!!!!!!!!!
So much for using her to teach Lovey to eat when you've got the chance!