Renee: I need a snack
Me: Dinner is in an hour, I'm not handing out snacks.
Renee: But I'm so, so hungry. I need a snack. And not something healthy. And real food, no fake food. And no fruit.
Me: Well, what do you want?
Renee: Something snacky.
Me: Good grief.
A little while later at dinner:
Renee (eating banana bread with nuts): I hate nuts.
Me: But you just ate a crunchy peanut butter sandwich. Those crunchy things were nuts, and you liked them. And you eat nuts from the jar, and on your oatmeal. You like nuts.
Renee: Well, I hate these nuts. And I'm not eating them.
Me: Good grief.
Of course, this is but a small sample if the difficult-ness of this child. She spends her days finding new ways to be difficult, and she is getting very good at it.
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