Natalie has spent the greater majority of the morning spitting out food. Everything she has asked for has been munched, then promptly spit out all over the floor. Three visits to time out later, she asks for some bread. I give her bread, which she puts in her mouth, then spews onto the floor. I don't know how I didn't see that one coming. Fed up, I took the bread from her. Told her "NO!" and threw the rest of her bread into the garbage (while she was watching). Insert tantrum number 27 for the day (and it is only 8:00am by the way).
A couple minutes later, I hear some rustling in the kitchen. I look over to see her with bread in hand, standing next to the garbage. She gives me a large grin and says "mmmmm!"
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